Hearing Chen Sheng's utterly shameless words, Lu Maozhi grew increasingly shocked and furious. He felt a rage in his chest that was about to explode, his eyes fixed deathly on Chen Sheng.
"Good. Good. *Good*. I will remember these words of yours, Deputy Captain Chen. I only hope you don't regret saying them one day!"
Chen Sheng's background was no longer a secret among the upper crust of Ning'an Prefecture. Lu Maozhi knew Governor Nie Xuanfeng was the man behind Chen Sheng, but even so, it made him furious.
After all, not even Nie Xuanfeng could afford to ignore Luoyun Manor.
Let alone a mere Junior Sixth-Grade Deputy Captain of the Geng Character Camp.
If they weren't in broad daylight, surrounded by a crowd, he would have taught Chen Sheng a painful lesson.
"I never regret my actions."
Chen Sheng scoffed, his gaze sweeping over the rows of solemn Jingwu Guards like a blade. His voice was not loud, but it reached every ear with perfect clarity.
