"": 200, "": "", "": "The Judicial Executor lineage were masters of the blade, and their innate baleful aura and killing intent could intimidate not only people, but all manner of sinister spirits.
Zhu Mao, in particular, had served as clan chief for years and possessed formidable strength.
Yet now, a junior had actually intimidated him?!
Zhu Mao's face slowly reddened, then turned blue and purple. The colors mingled until he looked like a slab of pig liver. With his bald head, the discoloration covered his entire skull.
Zhu Mao was not the only one unsettled.
The man in plain cloth and everyone else in the courtyard began to look doubtful and alarmed.
Some whispered about Luo Bin's identity. Everyone knew he was Luo Feng's son, but that was all. They knew nothing else about him.
So why had he managed to intimidate the clan chief?!
"My dad told me they'd say things I wouldn't like, and asked me to put up with it."
"He put up with it, and so did I."
"When you need the rules, they're rules. When you don't, they're just for show."
"Then we might as well stay away from this damned place."
"You're just a Judicial Executor clan. What makes you so special? What gives you the right to criticize my dad? To punish him?"
"Do you deserve that right?"
"Hand it over."
After Luo Bin finished coldly, Zhu Mao flung out the jade fragment.
Luo Bin caught it, glanced at the people behind him, then took Gu Yiren's hand and headed outside.
The people at the front met Luo Bin's gaze. They did not feel particularly threatened, but his cold, somber expression left them uneasy, as though a spike hung overhead.
And so no one dared block him or try to