"Ha!"
"What scoundrel dares!"
Black Mountain threw the book in his hand to the floor with a smack.
Without another word, he reverted to his original form. Together with Red Wind, who had likewise assumed his true form, he flanked Si Chen, baring his teeth at the man in Si Chen's hand.
Xie Changsheng closed his eyes.
The corner of Zhou Yan's eye twitched.
Brother, the rules they were talking about were their rules...
They were tools for maintaining their rule and displaying their authority.
Ordinarily, in a situation like this, outsiders who were also juniors should first think of exercising restraint, negotiating, or at least finding out who the other party was.
Who acted like Si Chen, physically restraining someone without a word?
But Si Chen clearly thought otherwise.
In his logic, rules were rules.
If you demanded that others follow them, you had to do so yourself first.
If you could not manage that, he would help you.
Song Chi's formerly livid expression eased now. Watching Si Chen question the man with such perfect righteousness while gripping his neck, his eyes brightened slightly.
This fellow Si...
The way he handled things suited my tastes surprisingly well.
The Great Yin Dynasty might be powerful, but the sects of our Eastern Region weren't vegetarians either. Whatever your purpose, grab you first and talk afterward. Refreshing!
The knot in Song Chi's heart left by that slap actually dissolved without his noticing, replaced instead by an appreciative sense of kinship with "one of our own."
The gray-robed official finally caught his breath and shouted at the top of his lungs:
"L-let go! I am an official aboard this government vessel! You..."
Before he could finish, Si Chen tightened his grip slightly.
"Oh, a ship official."
He nodded. "So you're allowed to ignore