"Mo Shasheng, you..." Pei Yan never expected this fellow to show such disrespect, and his face immediately darkened as if it could drip water.
"Cross this line, die."
Mo Shasheng clearly did not draw his sword, his expression remained calm and indifferent, but Pei Yebai Wuchang and the others facing him sensed a chill, carrying the unique coldness of the Northwest desert.
Seeing that Mo Shasheng was unmoved, Pei Yan, the old hand in the martial arts world, directed his attention to Wei Chen, who was watching the excitement from the sidelines. The next second, he loudly said, "Chief Wei, may I ask, according to your Patrol Defense Office regulations, if the officers encounter a wanted criminal listed in a warrant issued by your General Bureau while abroad, what should be done?"
"Immediately apprehend and bring to justice," Wei Chen answered without hesitation.
