An emblem of a Python Sparrow Devouring Dragon was sprawled across a Map of Mountains and Rivers.
One hand was held behind his back, the other grasped the Three-Foot Green Peak Sword.
This… The War God of the State is here in person?
Han Tai was instantly dumbfounded.
How could this guy be here?
"You seemed to be enjoying your little speech just now," Chen Yang said. "Come on. Repeat it for me."
CLANG.
Chen Yang slowly drew his blade, tossing the scabbard to Yang Hu. He pointed the tip at Han Tai. "Miss a single word, and I'll cut you down."
Han Tai was speechless.
The manor's steward, who had followed them in, opened his mouth to speak several times, but ultimately just stood aside with his head bowed, not daring to make a single move.
How could a mere steward like him possibly stop such a powerful man?
