Punishment, Justice, and the Will of the People

Zheng Ping had to hold his temper. He gave Jiang Chen a vicious look and said, "Do you think you're that great? Hopefully you won't cry later."

Then he left the Profound Theory Palace without doing anything.

Jiang Chen didn't know what he meant, but he knew he shouldn't be a sitting duck and had to figure out a solution quickly.

He exchanged a look with Wen Xin and left the palace without claiming any tasks.

As soon as he walked out of the palace, he walked into a group of people head on. They were wearing the uniform of senior disciples. What was special about them were the armbands they wore on their right arms. The armbands read LAW.

"They are from the Hall of Penal Law!" Wen Xin thought to herself and felt worried.

"Jiang Chen, you insulted your apprentice brother and picked a quarrel in the Profound Theory Palace. We are here to arrest you."

They besieged Jiang Chen, each holding a thick iron chain in their hands. They looked malicious, definitely not easy to manage.