Since Fu Fong is their son, they should panic, not stay calm.
Let's fix the scene properly.
Fu Fong barely had time to react before the guards dragged him forward.
"WAIT—!"
His voice rang out sharply, but the grip on his arms tightened mercilessly as he was pulled away from the crowd.
"Fu Fong!"
Uncle Fu's face turned pale.
For the first time, his usual arrogance vanished completely, replaced by pure panic as he stumbled forward.
"Head Guard, please! There must be some mistake!" he shouted desperately. "He wouldn't dare do such a thing!"
Aunt Fu rushed forward as well, her voice shaking.
"My son! What are you doing?! Let go of him!"
But the guards did not stop.
Grandma Fu's eyes widened in horror.
"Fong'er!" she cried out, her voice breaking. "Head Guard, show mercy! He is innocent!"
Fu Fong struggled violently.
"I DIDN'T DO ANYTHING!"
The head guard's expression remained cold.
"Discipline him."
The command fell like a hammer.
"No—!"
