94. The first day of ruling over the Ninth Hall of the Imperial Court

Scholar Street.

With the summer's scorching heat, tea pavilions were erected along both sides of the street.

At this moment, a sinister group of Jinyi had taken over one of the tea pavilions.

Everyone nearby receded, afraid to incur the misfortune of these "King Yans."

Hou Renmeng placed his scabbard on the table, the knife in his hand glinted in the sunlight as he wiped it with a handkerchief.

"Boss, if the target resists arrest later, are we really going to take them by force?" one of the attendants asked.

With thick brows and wild eyes, Hou Renmeng's crow's feet crinkled:

"If not, then what?"

The attendant, who, like him, had been expelled from Peony Hall, clicked his tongue and said:

"It just feels like a dream to me that we're going to arrest more than a dozen people today.