The Billion-Value Lands Are Just For Farming

Chapter 445 - You Guys Are Playing with Me?

One of the officers bellowed, “How dare you brawl on my beat!”

Young Master Jin had been full of bluster moments before, his face twisted into a ferocious snarl as he wielded the beer bottle.

He had been certain of landing a blow on Su Ming, but instead, he found himself pinned to the ground, his face pressed intimately against the pavement.

Young Master Jin was dazed for a few seconds before he let out a wail of pain.

Hauled to his feet by the police, his nose and chin were askew, his face nearly unrecognizable.

The onlookers quickly deduced he had had plastic surgery. Yet, even post-surgery, he was hideous: he must have been as ugly as a pig before.

Young Master Jin fought desperately and yelled, “What are you doing? I am a distinguished citizen of H Country. You dare arrest a foreigner under the imperial court's jurisdiction?”

The arresting officer's eyes sparkled. “A foreigner! This is my first time arresting someone from abroad.”

Despite Eastsea being a bustling international city, they had never detained a foreigner before.

A bystander eager to witness the drama suggested, “Let me snap a picture of you two.”

The officer shook his head. “No! He's too hideous.”

“But officer, his ugliness only serves to highlight your good looks,” the young man countered.

“Exactly!”

“To the gentleman from H Country, at which hospital did you get your plastic surgery? You should demand a refund when you get back home. Their work is atrocious: you look horrendous!”

The crowd chimed in with their comments.

The officer pondered their words, finding some truth in them.

Among the crowd was a photography enthusiast with a DSLR camera.

“Form a line. After I take your picture, leave me your number. I'll send you the photos later.”

“Squat down.”

“You two, move closer together.”

“Where did you find that pig's head? That's just cruel!”

Young Master Jin, initially in a daze, was beginning to regain his senses.

He looked around, bewildered.

What were these people doing? Why were they lining up for a photo with him as if he were an exhibit in a zoo?

Young Master Jin was seething with rage, but his twisted mouth and the pain made it impossible to articulate his fury. He could no longer control his facial expressions, and despite his anger, the corner of his mouth was curiously upturned.

“Look, he's thrilled!”

“If people were lining up to take pictures with me, I'd be ecstatic too. Besides giant pandas, only celebrities get that kind of attention.”

“Sir from H Country, how does it feel to be a star?”

The crowd erupted in laughter.

Young Master Jin was so infuriated by the comment that he felt like he could spit blood.

How could they tell he was happy?

He was clearly enraged!

Young Master Jin was not pleased at all. It took him considerable effort to say, “Why are you detaining me? He obviously hit me just now!”

As he spoke, Young Master Jin glanced over at Su Ming.

Su Ming and Xiao Ke'er were off to the side, joyfully munching on skewers.

Su Ming looked slightly startled when he noticed Young Master Jin's gaze.

With a puzzled expression, Su Ming asked, “Did I hit someone?”

The crowd responded in perfect harmony, “No!”

With an air of pure innocence, Su Ming added, “Haven't I just been sitting here eating?”

Again, the crowd confirmed in unison, “Yes!”

Young Master Jin was on the verge of tears.

It was clear they were picking on him!

“They just took a video! The video on their phones can prove it!”

After Young Master Jin's outburst, the others chimed in one by one.

“My phone's dead, I can't power it on!”

“I lost my phone. Who has seen my phone?”

“I didn't catch it on video. My camera's broken!”

“I wasn't recording. I was taking selfies!”

Young Master Jin was so livid he felt like he could spit blood.

It was impossible for all their phones to malfunction simultaneously!

Not only did Young Master Jin not buy their excuses, but the police officers were also skeptical. They had witnessed the confrontation between Young Master Jin and Su Ming when they arrived. However, it was Young Master Jin who had been the aggressor, with Su Ming merely defending himself.

One of the officers spoke up firmly, “Sir, this is the imperial court. You must abide by the laws here. We clearly saw that you initiated the attack on this gentleman, who was simply defending himself. Under our laws, that's considered self-defense. Therefore, you need to come with us to the police station.”

Young Master Jin wanted to argue, but he was at a loss for words.

Seeing himself outnumbered and bullied by so many, his anger peaked, and he passed out.

The officers swiftly loaded him into the patrol car.

“Come on, have a bite to eat.”

“We've got lobster and abalone here. We can indulge to our heart's content.”

“And look, there's a bottle of 1982 vintage red wine.”

A group of people stopped the police officers.

One officer remarked, “Folks, we're on duty right now and can't engage in activities unrelated to work. Hold on! Has the barbecue street become this upscale?”

The officers glanced down and were astounded.

In this place, lobster and abalone were considered low-tier fare. They had Top Grade foie gras and Romanee-Conti!

Noticing the enormous fish bones on the table, they realized they were in the presence of the legendary bluefin tuna!

It appeared that the standard of living for the common folk at the imperial court was on the rise. The officers couldn't help but lament that they might soon be priced out of even a simple barbecue meal.

“Gentlemen of the force, Young Master Jin is picking up the tab.”

A man approached the officers, grinning as he clarified the situation.

The officers were torn between laughter and tears upon hearing this.

That explained Young Master Jin's contorted expression.

It was all because of this incident.