"Tie Mingyuan, do you really think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"
Under the moonlight, Chu Qingyun's expression was cold.
To be framed for no reason, mistaken for a lecher by the entire town, and made a scapegoat for that damn Flower Thief Ma Zhiyong—he'd long been seething with pent-up rage.
And this Tie Mingyuan was acting like a fool, letting himself be used as a weapon to hunt him down.
"Kill me? You damn Flower Thief, you dare kill Government Officials? My only regret is that I'm not strong enough, or else I'd take you down with me even if it cost me my life!"
Tie Mingyuan was as stubborn and unpleasant as a stone in a latrine pit.
"Government Officials? If you obstruct the Great Xia Dragon Guard on official business, you will die—and I don't just mean a mere Chief Constable like you. Even the town mayor would face the same fate!" Chu Qingyun said, annoyed.
