"Missing such a gratifying event is truly one of life's great regrets."
Dong Hongtian shook his head, about to say more, when his gaze suddenly turned toward the window.
It was the constables whom he had been chasing earlier, who were now dragging a group of filthy beggars back along the street, occasionally punching and kicking them.
"Brother Xu, please wait a moment. I'll be right back."
With a slap on the table, Dong Hongtian abruptly rose from his seat, leapt out of the second-floor window, and landed right in front of the constables.
"You, as court officials, ought to be arresting thieves and enforcing strict laws rather than beating and kicking beggars and refugees. What is the meaning of this?"
Dong Hongtian's voice was extremely loud, his beard quivering with anger, his large, bell-like eyes glowering at the constables.
"Where did this stray dog come from? Scram immediately, or I'll throw you in prison too."
