"What?"
Hou Liangbing almost thought he had misheard.
He was the deputy director of Bureau 7, yet a gatekeeper had stopped him at this compound?
He pulled out his Credential and nearly shoved it in Old Sun's face as he roared:
"Open your damn eyes and look!"
"I'm Hou Liangbing, deputy director of Bureau 7!"
"You're just a gravekeeper. You dare block my way?!"
Old Sun glanced at the Credential, then looked back at Hou Liangbing before his gaze settled on Hou's leather shoes.
"I'm not keeping you out because of your rank. It's because... there's mud on your shoes!"
"The people laid to rest in there are heroes!"
"Clean your shoes before you go in. That's the rule, and the least respect you can show the fallen!"
The whole place fell silent.
Hou Liangbing's face flushed a deep purple.
He had imagined countless reasons he might be stopped. Dirty shoes had never crossed his mind.
What was this supposed to be?
A lowly gravekeeper lecturing him about rules in front of all his subordinates?
The humiliation was unbearable!
It was worse than being slapped in public!
"Who the fuck do you think you are?!"
Hou Liangbing lost all restraint. "You tend graves, and you think you can lecture me?"
"Mark my words! You're fired! Pack your things and get out, now!"
"I'm going in whether you like it or not! What are you going to do about it?!"
Hou Liangbing could accept losing to Yue Feng. Yue Feng was the Hall Master of Asura Hall, the Darkness Emperor ranked third on the Dark List.
But a powerless gravekeeper dared defy his orders?
Did the old man have no idea who outranked whom?
Today, Hou Liangbing would make Old Sun feel his authority!
When the brave grew angry, they