Listening to the defiant outcries of the Dao Fan Tiangang, whose bark was worse than their bite, Zhu Haomiao frowned slightly and raised his hand in a pretend grasp.
"Bring the bow!"
"Yes, sir!"
Immediately, an arrest officer by his side handed the Divine Arm Bow to the young man, thoughtfully holding an arrow quiver beside him for easy access.
"Gathering a mob with weapons to attack a government strategic place, are you planning a rebellion?"
With large strides, Zhu Haomiao walked out from among the crowd, holding the Divine Arm Bow to face the restless mob with a cold smirk on his lips.
A mere glance was enough for the young man to lock onto a dozen leaders inciting the chaos within the vast crowd. From his slightly narrowed eyes emanated a chilling and cruel light as he spoke with sarcastic humor.
"If you don't leave now, I'll start naming names!"
"We're not afraid of you, you corrupt official, let my family..."
