A person sacrifices himself to become a saint in a chaotic world of martial arts.

Su Bai, however, seemed not to understand this meaning. Instead, he took half a step forward, his gaze intense:

"Officer Chen, is it possible that the yamen has no precedent for such last-minute evasion? If not..."

He turned his head, his gaze pressing down on Cheng Hu and Zhao An, who were trembling.

"These two have set a precedent for shirking their duties! According to the law, those who set such a bad precedent should be severely punished to deter others and prevent similar incidents from happening again! Otherwise, if everyone follows suit, how will duties be assigned? What will become of the rules?"

"Enough!" Chen Cha Tou finally couldn't hold back any longer and shouted, his temple veins bulging slightly.

In all his years as a constable, in this team and even in the entire Zhenfu Sinan City, when had he ever been so publicly pressured and questioned by a mere newly promoted constable?

Su Bai's words were practically pointing a finger at him, accusing him of potentially bending the law for personal gain and violating the rules!

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his surging anger. His face was so dark it could drip water, and he said, word by word, "I will make my own decision on this matter! Don't trouble yourself, Su!"

The last few words were almost spoken through gritted teeth, carrying a blatant warning.

Su Bai, however, seemed oblivious to the almost tangible rage emanating from him.

He silently watched Chen Cha take a breath, and then, to everyone's disbelief, decisively clasped his hands in a fist salute:

"Alright. Then I hope Chief Chen can make a decision soon." His tone was calm, but he deliberately emphasized the word "soon." "I will come to inquire about the progress again tomorrow."

After saying that, without waiting for Chen Cha Tou to react, Su Bai turned around, grabbed the bag of silver, and strode out of the courtyard.

His steps were steady, his back straight, without the slightest hesitation or fear, only an almost cold and resolute determination.

"You...!" Chen Cha Tou pointed at Su Bai's back, his fingers trembling slightly. His face first turned red, then ashen, and his chest heaved violently. In the end, he couldn't finish his rebuke.

If he were to lose his composure and roar in front of everyone, it would only make him look worse.

He abruptly withdrew his hand, his sleeve catching a gust of wind, and surveyed the surrounding constables who hadn't yet fully recovered from their astonishment, angrily shouting:

"Disperse! Go do what you were doing! What kind of behavior is this, gathering here like this! If you look again, all of you go run laps on the training ground!"

The constables were terrified by his thunderous roar and scattered like birds and beasts, hurriedly lowering their heads and running back to their posts or hiding in the distance, for fear of incurring his wrath.

However, those evasive gazes, when they swept over the direction where Su Bai had already disappeared outside the courtyard gate, were filled with extreme astonishment and indescribable shock.

It was no easy feat to single-handedly extract the extra tax from the Tiger Gang;

Now they even dared to talk back to Officer Chen to his face, demanding to know what punishment they would receive, and finally said, "Come back tomorrow," before turning their backs and walking away...

This courage, this toughness, how could he be a newcomer?

This Su Bai is no simple man, he's truly extraordinary!

Chen Dongquan's face was no longer ashen, but almost blackish-purple.

He glared fiercely at the stunned Cheng Hu and Zhao An, his eyes practically spitting fire. He let out a cold snort through gritted teeth, ignoring them completely, and hurriedly followed Chen Chatou's office with his few trusted men.

Only Cheng Hu and Zhao An remained, their faces pale and their legs weak, barely able to stand by supporting each other.

Cold sweat had already soaked through their inner shirts, and a chilling fear shot from their feet to the top of their heads.

They knew that they had really offended both Su Bai and Chen Chatou, becoming a pawn that pleased neither side.

Inside the police station, the door was tightly closed, yet it couldn't block out the faint, suppressed roars that could be heard.

Without any further hesitation, Chen Cha Tou swept the teapot off the table, causing it to crash to the ground with a loud bang. Porcelain shards scattered everywhere, and tea spilled all over the place.

With veins bulging on his forehead, he pointed towards the door and growled at Chen Dongquan, who followed him in, "Rebellion! Utter rebellion! A peasant who's only been wearing cheap clothes for a few days dares to be so arrogant!"

Chen Dongquan dared not utter a sound and stood to the side with his hands at his sides.

"Dong Quan!" Chen Cha took a few deep breaths, barely suppressing his anger, his eyes turning sinister.

"Take some men and go to the Kelai Casino right now! Go see Chen Hu personally, or someone in charge! Find out exactly what happened today!!"

When did the Fierce Tiger Gang become so 'easy to talk to'?

They actually managed to subdue Su Bai, a mere youth, all by himself, and he even obediently paid the extra tax! What's going on here?!

He absolutely did not believe that Su Bai alone could make the Fierce Tiger Gang submit; something must have happened that he was unaware of.

"Yes, sir! I'll go right away and get to the bottom of this!" Chen Dongquan bowed and accepted the order, his face also showing a ruthless expression.

He also lost face today, and hated Su Bai even more.

"Go quickly!" Officer Chen waved his hand impatiently.

Chen Dongquan dared not delay. He immediately selected two trusted men, hurriedly pushed open the door of the guardhouse, and headed straight for Yang Tianjing's gambling den.

Su Bai was able to leave his post early because of the matter of collecting donations.

So I simply went straight home.

The first thing to do is to open the cloth bag.

One costs thirty taels, and the other costs two hundred taels!

In particular, Chen Hu will give another tribute to the Fierce Tiger Gang later.

Su Bai decided not to rush off to buy offerings. He would wait until all the money was collected before deciding how to spend it.

Just as he put away the silver, stood still in the center of the humble room, preparing to calm his mind and continue his practice of the Vajra Subduing Demon Skill—

"Tap, tap, tap."

A series of steady knocks, neither too loud nor too soft, broke the silence inside the small house.

Su Bai paused, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.

He quickly put all the money on the table into the hidden compartment under the bed, straightened his slightly wrinkled servant's uniform, and then walked to the door.

With a creak, the old wooden door was pulled open.

In the dim light under the eaves outside the door stood a middle-aged man dressed in a dark blue uniform of the Zhenfu Division, with a standard-issue knife at his waist.

The man was around forty years old, with fair skin, a short beard, and a smile on his face. He was looking at Su Bai with a peaceful gaze.

"Excuse me, are you Constable Su?" the middle-aged man asked in a gentle voice.

"It is indeed Su Bai." Su Bai nodded, his gaze quickly sweeping over the other person's slightly different, more refined black robes and the other person's composed demeanor, and a sense of doubt arose in his heart.

He had never seen this person before, but judging from his clothes, he was undoubtedly a colleague from the Zhenfu Division. He just didn't know where he came from.