Situ Junyi only glanced at the prime minister with cold eyes, and the prime minister did not dare to say anything anymore.

"Anyone who wants to touch me on my territory is seeking death."

Situ Junyi glanced with his sword-shaped brows and closed the folding fan in his hand. In an instant, he saw a group of blue-clad guards jumping out of nowhere.

The attack was swift, fast and ruthless. Before the guards surrounding Gong Xianxian could react, they had all chopped off the hand that was pointing at Gong Xianxian with their swords. Their actions were smooth and smooth.

, not sloppy at all.

Everyone's cheeks turned pale with fright. When they reacted, all the guards whose arms had been cut off had fallen to the ground in pain. Their clothes were dyed red with blood, and everyone's eyes were red.

Gong Xianxian stood in a pool of blood. She was not so frightened that she almost fainted like the beauties watching the show. Instead, she looked up at Situ Junyi with an indifferent expression and tugged at her white skirt in disgust.

.

"The clothes I just bought are stained, and you guards don't look too good after all."

A real master kills invisible, even if his muscles and bones are broken, he will never be bloody. Gong Xianxian looked at her dress that was stained with a few drops of blood, and frowned, but she did not feel that those who had their arms chopped off

The man lying on the ground grinning in pain is pitiful.

Those who were standing around and watching were already scared to death. Originally they just heard that Situ Junyi was ruthless, bloodthirsty and cruel. If he was offended, he would never end well.

But I didn't know that Situ Junyi's anger was really so terrifying. There were ten guards and ten arms, just cutting them off. It was too bloody and terrifying.

And what happened to that woman? Seeing so many people having their arms chopped off, she ignored their pity, but became concerned about her own skirt. Could it be that in her eyes, the lives of so many people are not worth as much as one?

Skirt?

It's so shocking. If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, who would believe it? Situ Junyi actually chopped off the arms of ten people for such an unknown little girl.

Some timid beauties were so frightened that they no longer dared to raise their eyes to see the bloody scene.

"Wuyue, did you hear everything Miss Xianxian said?"

Situ Junyi looked at the three blood stains on Gong Xianxian's snow-white dress, looked coldly, and gave a low fright.

"My subordinate heard it."

Hua Wuyue changed her usual playful smile and frowned, looking serious.

"Then do you know what to do?"

Situ Junyi did not look back at Hua Wuyue, but his face was frighteningly cold. This was the true face of Situ Junyi. He was bloodthirsty and cruel, and regarded human life as dirt. In his eyes, there were only useful dead soldiers, and absolutely no

Incompetent servant.

"My subordinate understands."

Wuyue frowned and took the order, quickly walking up to the group of blue-clothed guards who were already kneeling on the ground.

"It's useless and can't handle even the smallest task. What use does the young master ask you to do?"

Hua Wuyue raised her hand and pulled out the long sword from the waist of the front guard. With a wave of her hand, the sword was unsheathed and then put back into the sheath. But in a hurry, when she looked again, all the guards in blue had already knelt down.

On the ground.
Chapter completed!