Sword, it's a katana!
It's a unique samurai sword of Japan, sharp and daunting, capable of cutting through anything!
The middle-aged man in a kimono wielded a chop, directly splitting the granite round table in half!
The sturdy and heavy stone table collapsed to the ground with a crash.
Chen Qianli and others sitting at the edge could not help but awkwardly get up and leave the sofa.
Only the Chu King remained calm, with a dragonfly-like leap, he darted to the side.
That man's sword strike was astonishing in its power.
The solid granite's cut surface was as smooth as a mirror!
This showed how terrifying the power of this strike was!
"Chen Qianli, didn't you want fairness? In my understanding, this is fairness!"
The man in the kimono sheathed his katana, looked coldly at Chen Qianli, and said, "Now, no matter how you negotiate, my words are the rules! Otherwise..."
At this moment.
Chen Qianli's old face turned extremely gloomy.
