Normally, in a large-scale brawl like this, the police wouldn’t just arrest one side—both parties would usually be taken in for questioning.
But Qi Wei’s words left everyone present utterly stunned.
These men in black were actually free of blame?
Was this a joke?
Especially Big Head Brother and his crew, who had already been apprehended—they were completely dumbfounded.
They had already lost the fight, suffering the worst of it in the chaos, and now they were the ones being hauled off to jail. Meanwhile, the far more ruthless-looking men in black walked away scot-free. Wasn’t this blatant collusion?
"Is there no justice anymore?!" Big Head Brother stood up to protest: "I object!"
But before he could even straighten up, an officer shoved him back to the ground.
"Objection overruled. Take them all away!"
Big Head Brother: "..."
Out of the 300-odd thugs involved, nearly 200 were caught on the spot—far too many for the police cars on hand.
In the end, it was Liu Yutong who "kindly" provided two vans, cramming dozens of them inside.
Overcrowded?
Chief Qi tactfully turned a blind eye—better that than making multiple trips.
Gao Min had been the first to receive the alert, but the situation had escalated so wildly that she hesitated before going straight to Chief Qi Wei, mobilizing every available officer.
Yet when she arrived at the scene, the sight before her still made her gasp.
In all her years, she had never witnessed anything so outrageous—the ground was littered with fallen delinquents, their dyed hair standing out like a sea of yellow.
But when her eyes landed on the girl standing at the center of it all, her shock instantly hardened into grim realization.
This wasn’t her first encounter with the girl.
She never imagined Liu Yutong’s Ten Thousand Dragons Society could be this brutal—single-handedly taking down nearly every troublemaker in the university district.
What’s more, the girl was downright brazen, not even bothering to flee when the police arrived, treating them like thin air.
Of course, such arrogance also gave them an opening.
Gao Min had assumed that, no matter what, Liu Yutong would be arrested. In a brawl like this, it was impossible for one side to claim self-defense and walk away clean—usually, both parties shared the blame.
She had even been ready to charge in and cuff Liu Yutong herself, using the harsh reality to teach her a lesson about the consequences of gang life.
But instead, it was Gao Min who got schooled.
The chief himself had declared that Liu Yutong bore no responsibility.
Gao Min’s first thought was that the chief must be compromised—an inside man. But then she remembered the files he had handed her earlier, forcing her to suppress her suspicions.
Still, it gnawed at her. As the child of a martyr, she couldn’t tolerate even a speck of corruption.
Even if that speck was more like a boulder.
Back at the station, after instructing officers to process the detainees, Qi Wei called Gao Min into his office.
"Got something on your mind? Want to ask why I let that girl off?"
Gao Min stood ramrod straight, not mincing words: "Chief, this is dereliction of duty!"
In her eyes, this sent a dangerous message—outsiders might genuinely believe the police were in cahoots with the Ten Thousand Dragons Society.
Qi Wei burst into laughter at her bluntness, unoffended. She was still young, fresh to the job.
"You think that girl acts recklessly? She reached out to you because she knew we couldn’t touch her."
"The moment you came to me, I knew she was acting with impunity—maybe even deliberately."
Gao Min: "But whether she meant to or not, she broke the law! We should’ve arrested her."
Qi Wei shook his head. "You still don’t understand her well enough..."
Just as he was about to explain, his desk phone rang.
"...Understood. Send them up."
Hanging up, he turned back to Gao Min. "See? They’re here. Let them explain it to you."
The office door swung open.
Zhao Tianyi, impeccably suited, strode in with his assistant.
Adjusting his glasses, he took a file and a USB drive from his associate and placed them on Qi Wei’s desk.
"Chief Qi, here’s our formal statement regarding the incident."
The documentation was exhaustive.
A security contract from the university, authorization letters, photos and videos of hundreds of thugs surrounding students—the evidence was airtight.
Photography and recordings were standard procedure for the Ten Thousand Dragons Society; they documented everything.
The submitted materials proved beyond doubt that their actions were lawful: facing a mob assaulting innocent students, the Society had acted under the university’s directive to deploy full force in defense.
In short, everything was by the book.
Once everything was clarified, Zhao Tianyi and his assistant left.
Gao Min, who had watched in silence, was utterly floored. The precision was staggering—not a single loophole left.
Of course, with Zhao Tianyi—a legendary defense attorney even in his past life—overseeing every detail, finding flaws would’ve been harder than scaling the heavens.
Qi Wei studied her silence with a smile. "Well, Gao Min? What’s your take now?"
She hesitated, recalling her grandfather’s words: "When criminals know the law better than the police, that’s the darkest age."
"Chief... next to her, I feel like... like a rookie," she admitted, flushing slightly.
Qi Wei stood, sighing. "Not just you. Sometimes even I can’t see through her. Everything she does feels unexpected yet inevitable. That’s what makes her truly dangerous."
Gao Min nodded in agreement.
Qi Wei pressed further: "Feeling the pressure now? Still confident?"
Gao Min took a deep breath, about to answer, when the door swung open again—Zhao Tianyi had returned.
"Attorney Zhao, something else?" Qi Wei asked.
Zhao Tianyi smiled. "Chief Qi, today our Ten Thousand Dragons Society assisted the police in stopping a violent attack by an organized gang targeting university students. Several of our employees were injured in the process. We were wondering if the department might honor us with a commendation? Given your emphasis on community-police collaboration, awarding us a ‘Heroic Collective’ plaque would greatly boost morale and encourage future acts of public service!"
"Surely you wouldn’t deny us a simple banner, Chief?"
Qi Wei: "..."
"I’ll arrange it shortly."
Zhao Tianyi: "Thank you, Chief. I’ll take my leave now."
