Yan Aosong slapped Lin Li's hand away as he reached over to steal something and put the black silk into the storage compartment of the front car, closing it tight. He then turned back with a cold laugh:
"Don't be touchy, Lin Li. Let me officially tell you, this black silk is confiscated!"
"How can this be? As a Demon Suppression Envoy, shouldn't you refrain from taking even a tiny bit from us common folks? Uncle Yang, Uncle Yan, not only are you not serving us citizens, but now you've gone too far in plundering the people's fat and riches!
I'm going to complain to Zhongyang! I'm going to complain to Zhongyang~" Lin Li started barking.
Just thinking about how Xiling's Demon Suppression Bureau has already fallen to this level makes Lin Li a bit heartbroken.
Xiling might be... done for...
