With this kick, Yun Mu heard the sound of bones breaking.
When the torch was lit for the third time, the man in the black robe finally pleaded for mercy, "Alright, alright, I yield! Would you really hit an old man?"
Under the dim light of the torch, Yun Mu finally saw the true face of the man in the black robe.
His hat, which had covered his head, had been knocked off at some unknown time, revealing a face with white hair and beard. With blood still hanging at the corner of his mouth, his entire appearance was filled with pain and misery.
"Ah, you're an old man, why didn't you say so earlier?" Yun Mu quickly went over to support the man in the black robe. He hadn't expected the Eight Grand Governmental Departments to have such severe aging issues that even the most important Dragon Head Cane was guarded by an elderly man.
