The middle-aged deacon's gaze landed on the spear embedded in the long-haired young lady's chest. Blood was still dripping down the spear. His gaze turned cold as he stared at Di Jiu. "You're just a nobody who recently arrived at the Gigantic Tripod Liberal Immortal City, and yet you dared to kill someone in the city. Follow me back to the Gigantic Tripod Law Enforcement Hall."
Di Jiu swallowed the words he had been about to say and said in a similarly frosty tone, "Deacon Lu, the Gigantic Tripod Liberal Immortal City has always been an Immortal City that promotes freedom, equality, and democracy. Since when do you hold absolute power and make the final call about anything?"
Di Jiu would definitely not do something brainless like follow the deacon to the Law Enforcement Hall if he wished to live.