บท 100: The Matter of Face

"What do you mean?" The elder from the Ma family had reached his limit with the Martial Supervisor. He asked in a stern and impatient manner, showing signs of potential conflict.

"What did I mean?" The Martial Supervisor responded arrogantly. "Old Master Ma, it seems you don't understand. Let me remind you that the item in your possession belongs to the empire, not to any specific family or individual."

"So, these parasites from the ancient martial families, who have grown on the body of the empire, are so determined to destroy the foundation of the empire and claim things that don't belong to them as their own. Don't you find it troubling?"

"Bullsh*t! Do you think a purple-robed Martial Supervisor like you has the authority to intervene in this matter? Did you even bring your Martial Supervisor Order today?" The elder from the Ma family lost his temper completely and unleashed a string of curses.