68: Chapter 68 Father! Save me!

Lin Ming looked at Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen with a hint of amusement.

Young Master Zhang's backer is a Disciple of the Tianyuan Swordsman.

Can they really sit idly by while their own Family member is taken away by the City Patrol Bureau?

Based on what Lin Ming had gathered over the past few days, this Family was extremely protective of its own.

Therefore, whenever someone from the Zhang Family committed an offense in Tianyuan City, it was basically always smoothed over by them, which was the reason why some people in their Family had become so unscrupulous.

And Zhang Zhihui was the representative figure of this Zhang Family.

Bureau Chief, I am afraid you will not be able to provide this explanation.

"I can provide this explanation to you, Superior," Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen said with a serious expression.

If it were anyone else, he might truly have been helpless, just like the previous Young Man who committed suicide in the prison.

After that Young Man committed suicide, he had also learned the truth of the matter.

But the other party had done their work very cleanly, which left him with no choice but to punish these jailers.

Regarding Zhang Zhihui, he indeed had no way to deal with him.

But now it was different; Zhang Zhihui had provoked Lin Ming, had provoked someone from Yuanxu Mountain.

Someone from Yuanxu Mountain, and not just an ordinary Disciple of Yuanxu Mountain at that; this was not someone Zhang Zhihui could afford to provoke.

Moreover, he also wanted to use Lin Ming's hand to help the City Lord teach these overly arrogant fellows a lesson.

They were not the masters of Tianyuan City.

"Then I will give you this opportunity," Lin Ming nodded and said.

He could also roughly guess Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen's intentions.

Lin Ming could not be bothered to expose his little schemes; he actually wanted to see this play continue. If it were to end just like that, it would be boring.

"There is also someone named Song Lin; add him as well," Lin Ming said.

As for Song Lin, he naturally could not forget him.

He had targeted his Junior Sister and harassed her from time to time; naturally, he had to vent this frustration for his Junior Sister.

"Yes, Superior," Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen nodded.

Song Lin—it seemed this person also did not know when he had offended Lin Ming.

For Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen, this was also a good thing; after all, the Song Family was no better than the Zhang Family.

"Do not reveal my identity for the time being," Lin Ming continued.

He wanted to see just how arrogant these fellows could be.

"Yes," Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen immediately understood what Lin Ming meant.

He led his men and left the City Patrol Bureau. This time, he was going to make the arrests himself; otherwise, it would be difficult to "invite" the young masters of these two families to the City Patrol Bureau.

"How could I let my Junior Sister miss such a good show?" Lin Ming laughed.

Lin Ming felt that he really could not let his Junior Sister miss the good show that was about to unfold.

...

Zhang Family

"Bastard," Zhang Zhihui cursed angrily, looking displeased.

He had been grounded; just because of the arrival of the Yongzhen Sect, he had been grounded by his Family, claiming they were afraid he would go out and cause trouble.

Did they really think he was a fool who would offend just anyone?

The Yongzhen Sect was a top-tier Sect just like Yuanxu Mountain; he would have to be brain-damaged to go and provoke people from the Yongzhen Sect.

His mind was now completely filled with thoughts of Su Lianxue.

Such a beauty must be in his hands; he could not let that trash Song Lin succeed.

If it weren't for that trash interfering, he reckoned he would have already gotten his hands on Su Lianxue.

Once he got his hands on Su Lianxue this time, he would definitely teach that trash a lesson.

"Tell Er Gouzi and the others to go watch the inn; don't let that trash Song Lin succeed," Zhang Zhihui said impatiently.

Just in case, he had to prepare a backup plan; he could not let Song Lin succeed.

"Yes," the person replied upon hearing this, then turned and left.

"You, go and call Xiao Tao and the others over," Zhang Zhihui said, turning his head to a maid.

"Yes, Young Master," the maid said expressionlessly.

Just at this moment, a Young Man walked in.

"Young Master, the Master requests your presence," Zhang San said.

"What does he want with me? I haven't caused him any trouble lately," Zhang Zhihui took a step back.

His backside was also aching faintly.

Although the wound had healed under the effect of the Medicinal Pill, whenever he heard about or saw his father, Zhang Zhihui's body would have an instinctive reaction.

"People from the City Patrol Bureau are here to see you, Young Master," Zhang San said.

"The City Patrol Bureau? Just let Dad deal with those people casually; why call me?" Zhang Zhihui said dismissively.

He thought it was some big deal; it was just people from the City Patrol Bureau.

Zhang Zhihui had never taken the City Patrol Bureau to heart; the City Patrol Bureau was not qualified to manage him.

Dealing with them casually would be enough.

"The Master insists that you go over, Young Master," Zhang San continued.

"Got it," Zhang Zhihui replied unhappily.

Clearly, he knew he had no room to refuse.

But it was just a formality, a waste of time; he did not believe that a small City Patrol Bureau could do anything to him.

Zhang Zhihui then followed Zhang San to the Zhang Family's main hall, where he saw the Bureau Chief of the City Patrol Bureau.

He restrained himself a bit; facing his father and the Bureau Chief, he certainly had to put on a show of surface politeness.

"Greetings, Father; greetings, Bureau Chief," Zhang Zhihui greeted.

"The person is here; take him if you want," Zhang Yucheng said expressionlessly.

Take him away?

Zhang Zhihui was stunned; he suspected he had misheard.

Father was letting Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen take him away?

How could this be?

Wasn't he just supposed to go through the motions?

Why was he being taken away?

Could it be that I am actually being taken away by my father?

For a moment, a hint of panic appeared on Zhang Zhihui's face.

"Father..."

"Since it involves a Demonic Cultivator, please conduct a thorough investigation, Bureau Chief," Zhang Yucheng interrupted Zhang Zhihui directly and said to Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen.

"Then many thanks for the cooperation, Family Head Zhang," Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen said with a smile.

"Please come with us, Young Master Zhang," Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen glanced at his subordinates, and two of them immediately walked to Zhang Zhihui's sides and grabbed his arms.

"Then I shall not disturb you further, Family Head Zhang," saying this, Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen turned and left.

"Father, save me, Father!" Zhang Zhihui shouted loudly.

He was completely panicked now; he never imagined that his father would hand him over to the City Patrol Bureau.

He had to know that in the past, his father would always protect him; why was it different this time?

"Trash," after watching Bureau Chief Sun Xiuwen leave, Zhang Yucheng's expression darkened.

"Bring this trash's people here," Zhang Yucheng said to Zhang San.

"Yes," Zhang San nodded.

Before long, the two lackeys who followed behind Zhang Zhihui were brought over.

They looked at Zhang Yucheng nervously, appearing at a loss.

"Speak, how did this rebellious son get involved with a Demonic Cultivator?" Zhang Yucheng said coldly.

"Actually, it was because the Young Master took a fancy to a woman," one of the two spoke up and briefly explained the matter.

The next second, both of them were sent flying.

Killed in a single strike.