"Who goes there?!"
A disciple in the front courtyard shouted furiously.
"Martial Dao Bureau business! Everyone, move aside!"
A voice even louder than the disciple's rang out.
"A demon in the city set fires and injured people last night. The Public Security Office has been ordered to conduct a search!"
At the fallen gate, a large group of burly men in Public Security Office constable uniforms charged in. Each carried a fire-and-water staff, rushing fiercely toward the rear courtyard.
There were likely forty or fifty of them.
"Search thoroughly! Anyone who dares obstruct us will be executed on the spot!"
A familiar voice came from behind the constables.
Su Xinghe followed the sound and saw a young man around thirty being escorted inside by more than a dozen patrol officers carrying firearms.
"Nine chief constables and over forty runners... what a lineup!"
Su Xinghe quietly went on guard, then suddenly froze.
"That voice sounds familiar somehow..."
He compared it against his memories one by one, then abruptly understood.
It should have been the fellow called Young Master at the back mountain of the Fierce Tiger Martial Hall that day—the young master of the Fishermen's Gang who oversaw the Clear Lotus Pond docks, Qi Haifeng.
And the one beside him...
His pupils suddenly contracted. One of the Public Security Office officers who had entered alongside Qi Haifeng had a bronze badge of a Public Security Office administrator hanging from his waist.
Could this be about what happened at the Fishermen's Gang docks last night...
In fact, when he had heard early that morning that the Fishermen's Gang's docks in the west of the city had caught fire, he had already suspected something.
Most likely, the instructor from his own academy had followed the information he provided and tracked down that Old