Just as they were talking, a commotion erupted outside the tavern, mixed with footsteps, as a large group of people blocked the tavern entrance, many of whom were guards dressed in red and white uniforms, holding a short knife in one hand and firearms in the other.
"Arrest everyone inside! They're all rebels!"
"Arrest them, arrest them, don't let any escape!"
Shouts came from outside.
Su Changxing looked towards the tavern door where the sound came from; it was a man holding a whip, wearing long boots and a feathered hat.
He was also a Player, and seemed to be quite strong, likely a Tier Six.
The people in the tavern also drew their weapons in unison, standing up and looking towards the door, the atmosphere suddenly becoming tense.
Although the two sides had yet to start fighting, they were like a powder keg about to explode; a simple conflict could spark a battle.
Du'an angrily walked towards the door, shouting, "Zhao Chunlei, what do you mean by this!"
