When the magistrate saw Li Yu, he was already extremely impatient, eager to have these unruly people arrested.
Daring to act so pompous, did they have a death wish?
He was just about to slam the table.
Li Yu appeared, and seeing his demeanor as a refined scholar, Prefect Wang Caicheng suppressed his anger.
"Who are you? Why do you not kneel upon seeing the magistrate?"
The authority of the office had to be displayed.
Even if the other party might be a scholar or something like that.
Li Yu gave a slight bow, his manner was somewhat disrespectful.
"Lord Wang, I am Li Yu, the flower snatcher of the second year of Qianyuan. On what grounds does Lord Wang demand me to kneel?"
Daring to challenge him, it seemed Wang Caicheng was asking for a slow death.
He would grant him that.
"Li Yu!? Li Yu! Are you Li Yu!?"
