A frigid aura emanated from Shen Bai, like a death blossom on a snowy peak. It chilled Steward Yang to the bone, paralyzing him to the point he couldn't even move a finger.
All he could feel was the hand on his neck gradually tightening, as if it would tear his head from his shoulders in the very next second.
Chief Zheng's eyes went wide. He even thought his vision was playing tricks on him.
'When did Shen Bai learn such a superb Body Technique?'
In that brief moment, Shen Bai had vanished in the blink of an eye, leaving Chief Zheng no time to react, let alone stop him.
Just then, hearing Shen Bai's voice, Chief Zheng finally snapped out of it. He strode forward and grabbed Shen Bai's arm, his voice laced with urgency.
"Shopkeeper Shen, this is the Government Office! Don't be rash. You need to calm down. Whatever the matter is, we can talk it through."
A man must do the duties of his station.
