Chen Changsheng ran his index finger over the Great Liang Dragon.
The sword's edge vibrated with a clamor.
As if it had become
the only sound in the world, aside from the wind and snow.
A gentle breeze rose, and countless people held their breath in concentration.
Who would have thought that just one person could suppress the high-ranking officials of the Youdu Snow Region into silent distress.
Even Jiang Qin opened his mouth several times, only to finally remain speechless.
"Chen Changsheng, since Chen Yang is your man, then about him killing more than four hundred thousand of my surrendered soldiers, will you not give the Youdu Snow Region an explanation?"
After a long silence, Jiang Qin took a step forward, bursting into anger.
His eyes, narrowed into slits, continued to assess Chen Changsheng, inch by inch, meticulously.
He knew about Chen Changsheng's shattered foundation.
Then...
Slaughtering the captured.
It was utterly treacherous and even violated humanity.
