Yi Yang stood at the courtyard gate, rainwater dripping from his chin.
He did not retreat.
"Lord Xiao," Yi Yang said, his voice quiet but every word clear. "Whether a family has stood for a hundred years or a thousand, if they violate Great Yu Law, the Pacification Guard has the authority to deal with them."
"This is the rule laid down by the Chief Inspector, not a rule of my own making."
Xiao Zhengyan had yet to reply.
Someone suddenly darted out of the ranks behind him.
The man was in his early thirties, wearing the uniform of a Patrol Director of the Evil Punishment Office. His face was hard, his features bearing some resemblance to Wu Rong's. He was one of the Wu Family members planted in the Evil Punishment Office.
Patrol Director Wu Fangxu.
Wu Fangxu rushed in front of Xiao Zhengyan, pointed at Yi Yang, and unleashed a torrent of abuse:
"Yi Yang! You must have swallowed a leopard's gall!"
His eyes were bloodshot, the veins at his temples throbbing incessantly.
"After committing such an outrageous act against the Wu Family, do you think a newly appointed Commander like you can blot out the sky with one hand?"
He advanced another two steps, his arrogance utterly unbridled, and continued cursing without the slightest restraint:
"You domineering bastard, just wait for your death! Our Wu Family Ancestor is still alive!"
Wu Fangxu spoke with absolute confidence. He had no idea that Wu Jiu, Wu Family Ancestor, was already dead.
As far as he was concerned, with Xiao Zhengyan and Wu Jiu, Wu Family Ancestor, standing behind him like two towering mountains, what did he have to fear?
If he stepped forward to curse Yi Yang today, the Wu Family would surely reward him when the time came