Just as the three of them were eating, a commotion suddenly broke out outside, and many people in the inn looked out through the windows.
Yan Mo and his companions looked over curiously as well. On the broad street, they saw a plainly dressed young man being held by the throat.
The faces of all three darkened when they recognized the assailant.
It was Cheng Hong. To think he was still in Black Seal City!
"It looks like Old Zheng's concerns weren't unfounded. Those two actually had the patience to wait here for us for an entire month..."
There was lingering fear in Yan Mo's voice. If the three of them had truly left Black Seal City, they would likely have already become souls slain by Pang Yuan's hand.
Under everyone's gaze, Cheng Hong glared viciously at the young man in his grip and said, his killing intent palpable, "Brat, you bumped into me, and you think an apology is enough to walk away?"
The young man felt himself suffocating. Starved of air, his mind began to cloud, leaving him utterly unable to speak.
No sooner had the commotion begun than two figures in blue darted out of the crowd. At the sight of the two large characters embroidered on their clothes, everyone else respectfully cleared a path.
"Sir, please stop!"
One of them called out.
Cheng Hong saw the words "Xiao Court" on their chests, but ignored their attempt to stop him. Instead, he said contemptuously, "This brat bumped into me, so I'm going to kill him. That's none of your Xiao Court's business, is it?"
Hearing the burly man speak that way, one of the blue-robed men immediately shouted:
**"By order of the Court Master, anyone who causes trouble in the city will have their cultivation crippled and