The main hall of the Government Office at the Northern Pacification Office.
The coiled-dragon rosewood hall desk, bestowed upon the Embroidered Uniform Guard by Great Wei's Great Ancestor to preside over the hall, had been reduced to splinters scattered across the floor.
The entire hall looked as though a bull had dragged a plow back and forth through it countless times. The floor was shattered, the chairs had fallen apart, and human-shaped craters lay everywhere.
Shen Fa lay spread-eagled in the middle of the hall, panting and spitting bloody foam. He shouted indignantly, "Why didn't you just beat me to death? Is this how you treat a friend?"
Yang Ge was breathing a little heavily too. He sneered. "If you weren't my friend, do you think you'd still have the chance to spout this nonsense?"
He hadn't used true qi when beating the bastard, for fear of actually killing him by accident. Breaking through his Golden Bell Shield and Iron Shirt with physical strength alone really was hard work.
Shen Fa fell silent, but he still felt this bastard was an ungrateful wolf without a conscience. All those hairs he'd turned gray trying to ease the tension between him and the Court had gone to waste...
"Don't mistake kindness for weakness!"
Once Yang Ge had caught his breath, he eyed Shen Fa's furious expression and gave a smile that never reached his eyes. "It was out of respect for you, the great Commanding Commissioner Shen, that I went all the way to the Eastern Isles when the storm was at its height. And what did you fucking do? You turned around and used me to take the bullets for the Court, then stirred up a fight between me and the White Lotus Cult... what? Did you think that because you