The young man's gaze was filled with resentment and determination, his voice resonant and powerful, exuding a sense of righteousness.
"Bakayaro!"
Beike Yongwu, the councilor of the Security Hall, rushed over and kicked him in the face, bent down and grabbed his collar and slapped him twice, "How dare you disrespect Minister Aoyama, you are really tired of living!"
Xiu Xin Aoyama was playing on the Security Hall's ship but was photographed, embarrassing the high-ranking officials of the Security Hall. Now this kid even dared to spit at Xiu Xin Aoyama, so, of course, the people from the Security Hall had to step in and teach him a lesson.
Yagyu Tomon quickly took out a small handkerchief from the pocket on his chest to wipe the spit off Xiu Xin Aoyama's clothes.
"Enough." Seeing the young man being beaten until he was nearly unconscious, Xiu Xin Aoyama expressionlessly called to stop.
Only then did Beike Yongwu let go of the young man.
