Wei Ruo said with a faint smile, "Mr. He, do you intend to seek public trouble and get thrown into jail?"
"Nonsense. I just want you to let the people go. What right do you have to detain people? I can file a charge against you for injuring them!" Mr. He pompously argued his point.
"You injured first. We intend to take the person to the Government Office. If you have anything against us, you can choose to take us to the Government Office as well. I can go there with you right now if you want. So, what's it going to be: will you go or not?" Wei Ruo retorted.
Mr. He's face turned sour. He hadn't expected this young man with an ugly blue birthmark on his face to be so sharp-tongued.
"You little brat, you really are shameless!" Mr. He went into a rage out of embarrassment.