"Brother Nanfeng."
Yao Jin sat in his wheelchair, looked up, and said with a bright smile, "Nice to meet you, please take care of me..."
"Don't call me that."
Gu Nanfeng frowned and replied, "Are we that familiar?"
With these words, many Holy Judges' expressions turned unpleasant.
But Yao Jin's demeanor remained unchanged, still smiling, "True, Lord Nanfeng. As I've clearly stated before... if the Gu Family Envoy insists on blocking, it's deliberately shielding a criminal."
The hardest people to deal with in this world aren't those who wear their emotions on their sleeves, the fierce ones that get angry at the slightest offense.
It's people like Yao Jin.
Even after being slapped, he still retains his smile.
"Let them in."
Gu Nanfeng turned around and ordered the Night Watchman beyond the line of vigilance, so the Gu Family Envoy no longer blocked them...
Yao Jin, leading the Holy Judges, slowly crossed the line of vigilance.
