Seeing the officers in light armor, he glared at them with anger, "You guys, where are you from? How dare you come to Jincheng and make trouble?"

When so many soldiers appeared, everyone noticed him.

Among the exiled prisoners, someone shouted, "Sir, we are fighting with these noble families because they came to steal our water."

Zhou Hui sneered, "I only saw you guys beating people up! Put you all in jail!"

At the same time, he ordered his men to help up the injured young men from noble families and comfort them in a gentle voice.

The person who was speaking was Dalang from the Li family. He didn't understand. They were clearly the ones being bullied, so how did they end up being thrown into jail?

Gu Wei narrowed his eyes, "They are the people, so we are not the people? How can you be an official if you throw us into jail without listening to the whole story?"

Zhou Hui looked him up and down and said, "Does this prefect need a pretty boy like you to interfere in my actions?"

"Prefect?" Chen Daoyu narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Hui.

The Chen family’s water was also robbed. Chen Daoyu’s face was full of gloom, with a few bloodstains.

He was a little bit incredulous and continued, "Are you Zhou Hui, the prefect of Jincheng?"

Zhou Hui paid some attention to Chen Daoyu. He felt that this person looked very familiar, but he couldn't put his finger on it.

But the way Chen Daoyu was staring at him made him very unhappy, and he snorted coldly: "Do you think you can call me by my name? Come on, smash his mouth for me."

Upon hearing this, the two soldiers immediately stepped forward, held Chen Daoyu's arms, and slapped him a dozen times.

Chen Daoyu didn't even have a chance to speak.

Not only did they hit him quickly, but the two soldiers also had extremely strong hands. Chen Daoyu's entire face was swollen like a pig's head, with two streaks of blood flowing from the corners of his mouth.

He took advantage of the two soldiers changing hands and shouted with all his strength.

"Fuck your mother Zhou Hui, I'm Chen Zhongxian's grandson!"

There has never been a moment in Chen Daoyu's life when he felt comfortable and refreshed to say that he was someone else's grandson.

When Zhou Hui heard this, he felt as if he was hit on the head with a stick. Chen Daoyu's face overlapped with Chen Zhongxian's, and the few officers in light armor just now also had an explanation.

He was so frightened that his liver and gallbladder nearly flew off, and he nearly died.

Three big words were circling in my mind.

It's over, it's all over...

And all this was seen by someone in the dark.