Xu Pingyang, standing across the way, was delighted to see the woman in green get sent flying by a punch yet still dare to be so insolent. He wore a look of pure schadenfreude, ready to enjoy the show.
With a dozen cold, military-grade heavy crossbows locked on her people, Yu Linglong's elegant brows furrowed. "Captain Su," she said coolly, "it was clearly the young master of the Xu family who was harassing my disciple in the street. We are the victims! Yet you point your crossbows at us without distinguishing right from wrong. Is the Public Security Bureau in cahoots with these local thugs, deliberately trying to suppress outsiders like us who have come seeking refuge?"
"It doesn't matter who you are. As long as you're in Black Stone City, you will obey its rules! The Public Security Bureau carries out its duties without favoring any side!"
Su Yu's expression was grim. Any favorable impression he might have had of this Linglong Hall was now gone.
