Glaber's eyes widened angrily, and he pointed the whip at the woman with a cold voice: "Are you expressing your dissatisfaction with me, civilian?"

Although the woman was sad and angry, she obviously did not dare to offend Grabo. The people did not fight with the officials, not to mention that she was from a royal family and held an eighth-level position in the main city.

The woman hugged the child tightly, lowered her head and said tremblingly: "I am not, sir, I am not dissatisfied..."

Grabo let out a breath through his nose and said coldly: "Kneel down and apologize, and you can leave."

After saying this, the Trojan guards surrounded the woman and threatened her condescendingly.

Even though the passers-by were dissatisfied, they did not dare to take the lead in this situation. They were smarter and secretly went to the Public Security Bureau to report the matter. Most people still watched in place, and at most they cursed in their hearts.

Surrounded by guards, the woman had never seen such a scene before. She was so frightened that she froze on the spot. Her reaction was only half a beat slower, and the long whip was slapped on the face with a "swish" sound, drawing a ferocious blood mark amidst the exclamations of the crowd.

"Can't you hear me?!" Grabo raised his hand again and whipped the child in her arms.

"No -" the woman screamed, protecting the child and subconsciously closing her eyes.

"Snapped!"

There was a sound of beating flesh and blood, but there was no pain...

The woman subconsciously opened her eyes and found that the whip had been grabbed by someone in the air. The person who extended a helping hand was a lame old man, the veteran Lorna and the others had just met in the tavern.

The veteran grabbed the whip hard, and his hand was cut with deep blood marks, and blood kept dripping down. He seemed not to feel the pain, and said coldly: "That's almost enough."

Grabo's face muscles twitched, and he jerked the whip back. The old soldier was lame, so naturally he couldn't resist him and was immediately dragged to the ground.

The veteran didn't have much expression on his face. He just put his hand into his mouth, pulled out his crooked front teeth, spit out blood with a "tui" sound, and said expressionlessly: "May death take your life."

The anger in Grabo's eyes was so intense that he put the whip on his waist, drew his sword with his backhand and pointed it at the veteran: "Please forgive me, maybe I will give you a way to survive."

The veteran didn't say anything, he just spat.

Grabo kicked the horse's belly hard and was about to use his knife to cripple the veteran's arm when suddenly a cry came from behind: "Stop!"

Solandel stood out from the crowd and looked directly at Grab: "What you are doing is wrong."

"Are you teaching me how to do things?!" Grabo was furious at being told what to do by a subordinate.

"I'm just telling you the basic principles. You have no right to harm them." Solandel looked calm and spoke unhurriedly, "According to the Doguland Code, they are all citizens and enjoy the most basic right to life.

, even nobles cannot harm someone without any reason."

"You want to talk to me about the Kingdom Code?" Grabo seemed to have heard something very funny, and he slowly rode over with a rather arrogant tone. "My father is one of the consuls of the Cardinal Province of the Royal City. He once led a team

A fully formed army, in the "Laurel War" 27 years ago, annihilated an enemy with five times the strength of our own, and was personally awarded as a war hero by the current king."
Chapter completed!