In the Law Enforcement Hall, a man in white stood beside a pillar with his hands clasped behind his back, studying the patterns carved upon it. His white robes bore a few wrinkles and bloodstains, yet paired with his swordlike brows reaching his temples and his straight nose, they only accentuated a proud, unyielding bearing that compelled others to meet his gaze. There was not the slightest trace of despondency.
Ou Peng entered the Law Enforcement Hall and immediately spotted the man in white. Hearing the sound, the man turned around. Their gazes collided in an instant. Ou Peng halted, and the white-robed man froze as well. They stared at each other for a moment, their pupils narrowing at the same time before they withdrew their gazes. The man in white returned to studying the tedious patterns, while Ou Peng resumed walking and headed for the chair placed at the center of the hall.
Ou Peng sat in the chair and silently watched the tall man in white before him without speaking, as though pondering something. The man in white did not look directly at Ou Peng either. Even the air seemed to have frozen.
The Misty Six Tigers entered the Law Enforcement Hall as well. Only Hu Yunyi, Hu the Eldest, sat below Ou Peng; the rest remained standing, as did Liu Yuzhou. After waiting a while, some grew impatient. Liu Qingyang, Liu the Fifth, frowned and said, "That fellow You, you have already been captured by our Misty Sect. What airs are you still putting on? Must I, Liu the Fifth, give you a chop from my axe before you behave?"
Ou Peng was somewhat annoyed. He glared at Liu the Fifth and rebuked him softly, "Fifth Brother, speak no more."
Liu the Fifth was unconvinced. "Third Brother,