Master Mu's public questioning complicated things.
"Five hundred silver? Who gives a reward like that? Are you a shill for this tower, or are you just here to cause trouble!"
Inside the private room, Chen Ping'an's expression was nonchalant.
"I'll add as much as I want! To make such a fuss over a mere thousand-some silver in this backwater dump! And look at you, an old man still visiting a brothel. Be careful you don't run out of steam before you can leave."
"You!"
Master Mu was so enraged by Chen Ping'an that his beard was practically standing on end.
"'You' what? How dare you slander me! Do you have any idea who I am? One more word out of you, and I'll have the Garrison Commandant's Office drag you off to prison!"
Master Mu let out an infuriated laugh at Chen Ping'an's words.
"The Garrison Commandant's Office? You? What a joke! Where did a little bastard like you come from? Who do you think you are?!"
