217. Lure the snake out of its hole

A loud roar broke the deadly and gloomy atmosphere of the courtyard.

Zhao Douan stopped in his tracks, looked up, and saw a group of people, both men and women, intruding through the floral gate.

Leading them was a burly man whose appearance greatly resembled that of the deceased.

At that moment, he was holding an iron rod, his eyes red with fury as he charged in, followed by a sobbing woman trying to hold him back.

"Who goes there?!"

Before a few people could move, the Imperial Court officers guarding the yard swarmed up, overwhelmed the intruders, and pinned them to the ground.

A Jinyi officer sternly delivered a harsh elbow strike.

"Bang!"

The burly man was brought to his knees, the iron rod falling into the dirt, yet he still glared fiercely at Zhao Douan, cursing loudly.

Ma Yan furrowed his brow, and Haitang looked towards Mr. Zhao.

Zhao Douan shook his head, indicating he was unaware of the situation:

"What's going on?"