As his words fell, Chu Jinnian emerged from behind a curtain. Exiting his carriage, he landed in front of Zhuang Qisheng.
Already exuding an intimidating aura, his frosty countenance now added increased his intimidating presence, making Zhuang Qisheng feel oppressed. Zhuang Qisheng felt slightly out of breath and showed signs of panic.
But judging by his attire, he seemed nothing more than a well-off gentleman. Zhuang Qisheng straightened his back and intentionally raised his voice, "Who are you? How dare you not kneel in front of me, an official?"
"Guards, discipline these defiant men, blind to authority with ten strokes of the cane each. That should provide them with a timely lesson in respect and propriety."
Several aggressive servants approached, rolling up their sleeves, ready to resort to violence against Chu Jinnian and Jing Zhao.
