Jin Mocong opened his eyes and looked towards that person.
That person stopped at Jin Mocong's curved blade, lifted it, and the next moment, the curved blade had fallen back to Jin Mocong's feet, piercing into the snowy ground.
He said, "Please grant me the opportunity, Your Highness, to personally execute this man."
Jin Mocong did not recognize the person at first glance; his clothes were all stained with blood and covered with a layer of white frost.
It was only when he heard this person wanted to personally execute him that he started to scrutinize him carefully, and after a closer look, he recognized who it was amidst the frost and blood stains on his face. He asked doubtfully, "Jie Zhongsen? Do you have a personal vendetta against me?"
Jin Mocong was somewhat puzzled. In his memory, whether in the past or now, he had never offended anyone from the Jie Family.
