"Take them away." With a cold order from the man, his subordinates were about to seize people.
"How dare you? Is there no law anymore?" Fang Min let out a cold shout. She was also seasoned in societal affairs, and at this moment, Yu Jiao's anger had a certain force, causing the underlings to hesitate, somewhat shaken by her authority.
"Hmph, you do have some spunk. As to whether there is law or not, you can discuss that at length once you're back. Take them away," the middle-aged man ordered again.
"Who dares to make a move?" Another cold shout rang out, but this time it wasn't Fang Min's voice—it was a man's. It wasn't loud, but it was deep and forceful. The bustle of the marketplace suddenly erupted into commotion.
