When Lin Rui stepped onto the steps in front of the main hall of the outer government office, the remaining three clerks of Wang City Government Office and twenty Dragon Guards all gathered around.
They had different expressions on their faces, some were flushed with admiration, some were gritting their teeth due to their injuries, and some were pallid with guilt and fear.
The constables from the Imperial Judicial Commissioner's office also stood at a distance, their expressions obscure. Among them, the Judicial Commissioner Dou Ming had a look of regret that flickered uncertainly.
He hadn't expected people from the Iron Killing Hall to deploy such a grand force, using dozens of men and even a Fifth Realm expert, yet they still couldn't deal with Lin the Twelfth.
Weren't the assassins of the Iron Killing Hall known for only acting after careful planning, guaranteeing success once they moved? This time they had all been defeated inside the Wang City Government Office.
