The Furious Head of the Liu Family

The old man waved a hand. Several burly men rushed out from behind him, bound Liu Teng with hemp rope, and swiftly took him off the floor.

The onlookers broke into discussion. In the past, when something like this happened, the managers of Drunken Immortal Tower had always made a mountain into a molehill. After all, however useless Liu Teng was, the Liu Family stood behind him.

This time, though, the old man had dealt with him with startling force. He had treated Liu Teng like a criminal. That meant the person Liu Teng had offended was likely someone important in the Soul-Calming Office.

For a moment, many eyes fell on Lin Qing as people tried to guess who he was.

Ninety-nine percent of them did not yet know that the Soul-Calming Office had a new Constable Chief, so no one recognized Lin Qing. He looked young, and they took him for a descendant of some important figure in the office.

Lin Qing felt their gazes, and his interest vanished. He did not want to draw so much attention, especially amid such turmoil. But someone had been blind enough to walk straight into the line of fire. How could he swallow the insult?

"Brother Wei Dong, Brother Lin, this is all my fault," Lin Shurou said softly.

"It's not your fault, little sister Shurou. These spoiled brats in Prefectural City are scum. We've done the people a good turn. If that boy doesn't suffer a little now, then even though you escaped today, more beautiful young women will fall victim to him tomorrow," Wei Dong said, comforting her.

"Wei Dong is right. This has nothing to do with you," Lin Qing added.

"So, are we still eating?" Li Ping suddenly asked. He could feel everyone's spirits sinking. They had come