"Retract your powers."
At Gu Tao's side, four Floating Turrets had taken shape, their muzzles pulsating with a dangerous glow aimed at the He Family's second brother, "You're now suspected of attacking national public officials, and even after a warning, you've failed to cease your aggression; I will take coercive measures against you. Do you understand what coercive measures mean? It means taking action to restrict your personal freedom, and depending on the severity, administering corresponding penalties."
"Brother! Stop messing around, he means business!"
Mrs. He yelled at the top of her lungs, but He Yuxiang clearly had no intention of taking advice and remained clenched to the two without moving.
"Three," Gu Tao held up a finger, "you still have a chance now."
"Two."
"One." Gu Tao spread his hand, "You've run out of chances, Floating Turrets, fire."
