"C-Captain Zheng," Young Master Yan stammered, cold sweat pouring down his face. However, no matter what he said, it wouldn't affect Zheng Jun's judgment of him.
The County Soldiers had already rushed forward, disarming the household servants and Guardians guarding the main gate. After all, they were facing fierce and battle-hardened soldiers, not the commoners they usually bullied. Naturally, they lost their usual arrogance, like hyenas stripped of their teeth and claws. The two Blood Refining Guardians hesitated for a moment but ultimately chose not to resist. They obediently stood aside, waiting to be dealt with.
A man's reputation was like a tree's shadow—imposing and ever-present. With Captain Zheng here—the man who had slashed the County Magistrate and fought an Outer Gang expert while only at Qi Storage—they wouldn't dare fight back, even if they had the urge.
