Chapter 142: My surname is Nie, the Nie of Nie Renwang!

By the time this group of people arrived, the banquet was essentially over, and the guests were leaving one after another.

Only Chu Fei and a few others remained, along with Tan Yingyao and Fang Chang, who had not yet departed because they intended to chat a bit longer with Chu Fei.

"It is me."

Chu Fei walked calmly up to the bald-headed man, looking as though he had known all along that the Martial Suppression Bureau would come after him.

And indeed, that was the case. Just as the banquet was drawing to a close, Fatty Wang had secretly sent a message to Chu Fei, warning him that the personnel from the General Martial Suppression Bureau were coming to arrest him.

Chu Fei had simply gone along with it and sent them the address. He just hadn't expected their arrest warrant to be approved so quickly!

"Take him away."

The bald-headed man did not waste words, directly ordering his subordinates to clap the spirit-suppressing handcuffs onto this "Fan Ren."

However, just as the young subordinate made a move to comply,

"Why are you taking Chu... Young Master Fan away? Can you please give us a reason?"

Not knowing that Chu Fei was using a fake name, Tan Yingyao had almost given the game away.

Fortunately, Zhou Mi gave him a timely look to warn him.

He managed to change his phrasing midway, and thankfully, this did not draw the attention of the other side!

"When our Martial Suppression Bureau acts, what need is there to explain to you?"

The subordinate sneered, "Tan Yingyao, do you also wish to return to the bureau with us for a cup of tea?"

From this, it could be deduced that the bureau had not yet fully investigated the matter regarding the Du family.

Otherwise, they would have taken more than just Chu Fei. After all, Tan Yingyao had also been present at the scene. Taking only Chu Fei indicated that they had no idea Tan Yingyao was involved as well!

"That's a fine thing to say. Even if you are from the Martial Suppression Bureau, you still have to be reasonable, don't you?"

Fang Chang shouted at the bureau personnel, "He is a friend of our Warzone. If you want to take him away, you must give the Longcheng Warzone a reasonable explanation."

"An explanation?"

The bald-headed man retorted, "I am Feng Yulou, captain of the Seventh Team of the General Martial Suppression Bureau. Do I need to explain myself to a mere Longcheng Warzone?"

At these words, Fang Chang's expression instantly turned difficult.

The rank of a team captain in the General Martial Suppression Bureau was equivalent to a First-Class Police Supervisor.

In the presence of such a figure, let alone Fang Chang, even his father—the Longcheng Commander—would not dare to question them!

One could even say that this was the highest-ranking official to ever descend upon the local region in all these years in Longcheng, without exception.

Fang Chang muttered inwardly, wondering what earth-shattering thing Young Master Chu had possibly done to provoke a captain from the General Martial Suppression Bureau into coming here personally to pick a fight!

Yet so what?

Although the Longcheng Warzone could do nothing against the General Martial Suppression Bureau, Fang Chang knew how terrifying Chu Fei's background was, and he immediately prepared to retort!

However, Chu Fei spoke up at that moment: "Fang Chang, don't do anything unnecessary. I'll just go with them."

Although Fang Chang did not understand why Chu Fei had changed to a fake name and was being so cooperative, since Chu Fei had said so, he could only reply with a compliant "Understood."

The young subordinate immediately scoffed mockingly, "And here I thought he was someone incredible. Turns out he's just a petty punk!"

"What did you say?!" Fang Chang snapped back angrily.

The young subordinate wanted to retort, but Feng Yulou stopped him.

"Deng Yu, take the suspect and leave. Do not say any unnecessary nonsense to avoid complications!"

The young man called Deng Yu refrained from tangling further with Fang Chang, turning instead to give Chu Fei a disdainful order.

"Consider yourself smart enough to know you can't afford to provoke our General Martial Suppression Bureau. Now, hold out your hands!"

Chu Fei obediently extended his hands, though he attached one condition.

"I can go with you, but you cannot take Wennuan. That is my only requirement."

After Deng Yu cuffed Chu Fei with the spirit-suppressing handcuffs, he casually patted Chu Fei on the head.

With utter contempt on his face, he said, "Get it straight—what qualification does a prisoner awaiting trial have to make demands of us?"

Chu Fei did not talk back. He was so docile that it completely strayed from his usual personality.

Song Yalan even suspected that his body had been possessed by another soul!

"Hey, are you people not going to say anything?"

Song Yalan asked Meng Ziyi and the others, "They're about to take Chu Fei away! Why aren't you stopping them?!"

This was indeed very strange.

Ever since the personnel from the General Martial Suppression Bureau had appeared, Meng Ziyi and the others had fallen collectively silent, simply allowing them to take Chu Fei away like this.

The others might not dare to offend the General Martial Suppression Bureau, but Meng Ziyi, backed by the Meng family, was certainly qualified to trade a few verbal blows with them.

At the very least, they shouldn't just stand by and watch Chu Fei get taken away like this!

"Why should we stop them?" Meng Ziyi countered with a question.

Zhou Mi also said, "That's right. If Junior Brother truly broke the law, isn't it only natural that he faces the sanctions of the legal system?"

"I believe the law will give Chu Fei justice!" Shen Miaoyue stated calmly.

Nie Ke'er declared earnestly, "I think everyone should be careful not to provoke Chu Fei, because everyone deserves retribution!"

What kind of utter nonsense was this?

How had they suddenly all turned into law-abiding, good citizens?

Song Yalan stood frozen on the spot, utterly at a loss for words!

In truth, even Feng Yulou felt things were going a bit too smoothly.

According to the intelligence provided by Fatty Wang, this Fan Ren was supposed to be an expert, and before coming here, Feng Yulou had prepared himself for a life-or-death battle against him.

He hadn't expected the target to surrender without a fight.

Still, with the suspect captured, the rest no longer mattered.

He turned his gaze toward Wennuan and said, "Little girl, you should come with us as well!"

At the mention of Wennuan, Meng Ziyi dropped her previous cooperative attitude and snapped right back.

"I have already given your Martial Suppression Bureau plenty of face. You had better not push your luck!"

Zhou Mi also stepped in front of Wennuan to shield her. "Let's see who dares touch her!"

This caused Feng Yulou to harbor doubts inwardly.

He knew that tonight's banquet was hosted by Meng Ziyi, but he had no idea what kind of relationship existed between this "Fan Ren" and Meng Ziyi.

However, when they had seized "Fan Ren" just now, Meng Ziyi hadn't been nearly this agitated.

Why was she reacting so intensely when it came to Wennuan?

Did these people know Wennuan's true value? Otherwise, why would they protect her to such an extent?

"Miss Meng, I am only following orders," Feng Yulou said sternly. "I must ask you not to make things difficult for me!"

As he spoke, Deng Yu gave an order.

The members of the Martial Suppression Bureau present raised their specialized firearms, countless red dots locking onto Meng Ziyi and the others—a threat and a deterrent all at once!

Deng Yu barked fiercely, "Hand the person over, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

Facing the threat, Meng Ziyi and Zhou Mi exchanged glances.

The unspoken plan was for Meng Ziyi to stall the Martial Suppression Bureau personnel while Zhou Mi took Wennuan away from the scene!

"Go ahead and fire a shot, let's see what happens!"

Nie Ke'er stepped forward at this juncture. "If I lose even a single hair, see if my dad doesn't wipe all of you off the face of the earth!!!"

Deng Yu burst into loud laughter. "Where did this stinky brat come from, talking so big? Is your dad Thanos?!"

The rest of the bureau members were also amused.

Even Feng Yulou let out a helpless, bitter laugh.

The youth of today truly had no idea of the immensity of heaven and earth!

However, Nie Ke'er's next words wiped the smiles right off their faces.

"My surname is Nie—the Nie of Nie Renwang!"

At the mention of this name, the atmosphere on the side of the Martial Suppression Bureau turned oppressive, tense, and silent as the grave.

For this name represented the supreme authority and power of the pinnacle of martial arts!

And rumor had it that this pinnacle martial artist doted immensely upon his youngest daughter.

Judging by her age, she matched the young woman before them. Could she truly be Nie Renwang's daughter?

If that were genuinely the case, their General Martial Suppression Bureau truly could not afford to act recklessly.

Ever since the recent Martial Arts Association incident, Nie Renwang had already made things difficult for the General Bureau; if they were to harm his precious daughter now, the consequences would be unimaginable!

Noticing the expressions on the faces of the Martial Suppression Bureau members—as if they had just swallowed something foul—Nie Ke'er taunted, "Why aren't you laughing anymore? Were you just born without a sense of humor?"

"Just because you say you're Nie Renwang's daughter doesn't make it true. What proof do you have?!" Deng Yu snapped back, flustered and exasperated.

Nie Ke'er rolled her eyes. "Idiot, can't you look it up online yourself, or do I need to show you my ID card?"

Anyone with even a shred of common sense would not dare to falsely claim such an identity.

Let alone in an occasion like this.

Just how mentally deficient must this Deng Yu be to ask such a question?

While Deng Yu was being put in his place, Feng Yulou had already had the headquarters send over a photo of Nie Ke'er, basically confirming that the person before him was indeed Nie Renwang's daughter.

This caused him to frown deeply.

With the daughter of the Martial Alliance interfering in this matter, things were bound to become troublesome.

After all, Wennuan's background was... extremely sensitive!