However, that group of officers and soldiers were all mere ordinary people. Elder Tiancheng was clearly a bit puzzled—he hadn't offended anyone, had dutifully paid the entry fee, and had been keeping to himself—but why was he being accused of being a fugitive?
"I'm not a fugitive! Don't go spreading nonsense!"
Although Elder Tiancheng tried to refute the claim, his words sounded more like a weak defense. Long Yan could tell from Elder Tiancheng's reddened face how embarrassed he was, but the officer had an entirely unapologetic demeanor. He was the City Lord of Tianshan City's brother-in-law, after all, which had secured him this cushy position. He certainly wasn't going to take seriously some cleanly dressed Daoist like Elder Tiancheng.
"Cut the crap! If I say you're a fugitive, you're a fugitive!"
