Mi Lan glanced at the man. Cultivators in Beilin City were truly formidable; beating people and dogs alike, and even drawing swords to hack at people in broad daylight—the work of the Arrest Bureau's constables certainly left much to be desired.
Qiuhua and the others could take care of themselves, so naturally they wouldn't get the worst of it. Although Zhang Ya wasn't very advanced in his cultivation, he still had the protection of the late Qi Control realm, so taking a slap wasn't a major issue. But what about ordinary citizens? If an ordinary person took a slap from a cultivator, would they even survive? Were they just supposed to be bullied without recourse?
"Striking someone in the street—what is the penalty by law?" Mi Lan asked Liu Yidao, the grey-robed constable.
Chapter 93