Of course, with the son of the city lord and First Miss Chu watching, he was sure to offend one of the parties involved no matter what he decided. Dealing with this situation was making his head ache.

He was granted a reprieve by the sound of galloping hooves coming from outside. A glint flashed across both Sang Qian’s and Mei Chaofeng’s eyes. 

In the entire Brightmoon City, the only power that controlled an army of cavalry was the Chu clan.

The sound of hooves died as the horses were reined in. A tall figure built like a metal tower marched into the casino, followed closely by a group of soldiers, resplendent in their golden armor and red cloaks. There was a sharpness in their eyes that kept others away. As soon as they entered the casino, they split into two rows, taking up positions along the sides and surrounding everyone.

Their sharp and organized footsteps turned the atmosphere grim and heavy.

“This is the Chu clan’s Red Cloak Army. They do look much more formidable than those from the River Patrol Team.”

“Shhh, quiet down! Are you truly tired of living?”

… 

Sang Qian’s cheeks twitched as the whispers of the crowd reached his ears. He stepped forward and demanded in a loud voice, “Yue Shan, what are you doing? How dare the Chu clan mobilize its private army without any legitimate justification? Are you plotting a rebellion?...