A large group of black-clad men surrounded the courtyard.
They blocked all the exits and entrances.
Dozens of pairs of eyes, hundreds of pupils focused on him, causing Zhang Rongfang's skin to break out in goosebumps.
Most of these gazes were filled with malice.
"Officials, if you can't give a convincing reason today..."
The old man slowly raised his hand.
"Then, we will escort you to our own court of the Ten Industries Heaven!"
Zhang Rongfang's face was as calm as water.
Previously, he didn't understand why the Prison Chief regretted Lin Qixiao's dismissal.
Now he personally experienced that in such a situation, it was Lin Qixiao's kind of tyrannical ruthlessness that could suppress everyone.
At this moment, he could feel the rest of the team members behind him staring at him as well, each tightly gripping their sword handles, with their possessions mostly placed on the ground.
