"You audacious scoundrel, cease your insolence! Surrender now!"
Just as Chen Ping withdrew his hand, a loud shout came from outside the wall. Someone leaped onto the wall, landed with a thud, drew a knife, and pointed it into the courtyard.
This man was dressed in black robes and a red jacket, similar to the tuft of hair Chen Ping had seen before, Wu Shen.
However, his robes were embroidered with golden willow branches, making them appear more ornate.
Now, Chen Ping was no longer a newcomer, completely ignorant of this world.
He knew that this constable's uniform embroidered with gold patterns was actually the head constable's attire, used to distinguish their rank and status.
"Head Constable, the scoundrel has been killed. I rescued Miss Zhang; thankfully, she wasn't harmed."
Chen
