When the onlookers saw Zhao Rong preparing to fight the dozen or so thieves, they were all astonished, their eyes wide and mouths agape. They scrambled to persuade Zhao Rong not to fight the blond-haired ruffian.
An old man, carrying a shoulder pole with Snow Lotuses for sale, stepped forward and advised Zhao Rong, "Young man, this must be your first time at our grand bazaar, right? This blond fellow is the most vicious tyrant around here. If you provoke him, that kid isn't afraid to kill someone..."
Hearing that the blond man before him was a tyrant, Zhao Rong grew righteously indignant. "What I, Zhao Rong, enjoy most is eradicating scum like ruffians and tyrants. Since he's a tyrant, then today I'll ensure he can no longer be one."
