The morning sun spilled across the straight street, and the gates of the Desire Restraint Center slowly opened.
Ren Ye led Xu Qingzhao, Tang Feng, Old Liu, Apu, and over a hundred players out of the compound, their heads held high.
Not far away, only a broad road separated the Dock from the Desire Restraint Center. The two sides faced each other from a distance. Surprise flickered in Old Qu's eyes as he muttered, "That's quite a few players. They had less than a day-how did they recruit so many?"
Yu Weifeng stood among the crowd, looking surprised as well, but said nothing.
A cold wind swept across the ground. Butler Liu, standing at the Dock, first glanced at his master's expression before craning his neck and shouting, "Which one of you is Psychologist?"
"Me! That's me!"
Tang Feng raised his little hand and called back from beside Ren Ye, "Come on, look over here!"
Gao Jiansheng, Wang Shoucai, Zhou Bo, and the other big shots all fixed their eyes on Tang Feng, their hands behind their backs, looking utterly confident.
Butler Liu shouted again, "Our masters have spoken! You have one minute to hand over Shen Yuan and everyone who murdered Wang Lili. Otherwise, the thousands of us from the Six Villages will wash the Desire Restraint Center in blood and leave no survivors!"
As his voice fell, thousands of gazes from the Dock focused on Tang Feng.
"Hand them over!"
Zhou Congcong, who had come with his father, stared hatefully at Ren Ye and led the shouting.
"Hand them over!"
"Hand them over!"
"...!"
The Four Tigers of Minnan and the six families' retainers and hired fighters all raised their weapons, erupting in a unified roar, their momentum soaring.
"Motherfuckers, they're pretty loud." Irritated by the deafening cries,