Lin Fei revealed a contemptuous smile, reached out, and tossed the head directly into the Government Office, then shouted loudly, "Guardian Zhu, I've completed our bet, hahaha!"
After speaking, he let out a long laugh, leaning on his blade at the doorway. Although he was not a cultivator, his posture drew the attention of several cultivators present.
Even Han Yu had to admit, this person seemed born to attract everyone's attention, destined to be the focal point in the eyes of others.
Someone soon walked out of the Government Office. It was a fat man, with a plump figure and a round face, his eyes helplessly staring at him.
"It's said that the Guardian here was specially dispatched by the Cyan Sun Sect after a good relationship with the Imperial Court, both to train and to help the court guard the State Prefecture."
A cultivator whispered in the crowd.
"Young Master Lin seems to be at odds with the Guardian!"
Someone quickly noticed the clue and pointed it out.
