"Wait."
Chen Ming stood up, facing the group of Six Gates constables like wolves and tigers, and shouted, "On what grounds are you arresting people?"
This shout was infused with True Qi, and everyone present felt their ears buzzing, with many showing expressions of pain.
For a moment, these dozen or so constables all stopped, not daring to come forward.
Even if they hadn't heard of the name Chen Ming, they now knew that he was a Sixth Grade expert who had cultivated True Qi. With just these people, they still wanted to arrest him?
They might as well be seeking death.
The Seventh-Grade Patrol Envoy leading them was undaunted and said loudly, "It is now verified that you conspired with the demonic person Deng Ziyang of the Longevity Sect. We are ordered to arrest you. Chen Ming, do you intend to resist arrest? Don't implicate your family!"
Danger flashed in Chen Ming's eyes; they dared to threaten him with his family.
