Although these people may have been accepting Chinese character culture since childhood, Zhongyuan Yayan can also speak it quite smoothly.
But there is still a certain tone in his words.
Wu Zhi slowly stood up from the rock, with the playful smile still on his face.
From beginning to end, only the Fujiwara family knew Takeshi's true identity.
The identity of Wu Zhi is kept hidden from all external parties.
Otherwise, if the prince knew that the person causing trouble in his territory was Wu Zhi.
I'm afraid it's not just these dozen people who are here.
"You don't need to know who I am."
"They are all going to die anyway, why do they know so much?"
The middle-aged man snorted disdainfully: "Boy, your strength is not that great, but your tone is not bad."
While talking, the dozen or so people next to him moved closer to Wu Zhi.
These people all carried strong murderous intent, trying to overwhelm Wu Zhi in terms of momentum.
This is also their most commonly used trick.
When the middle-aged man saw Wu Zhi standing still, he thought Wu Zhi was scared and said immediately.
"You are still young and you still have a long way to go in the future."
"If you turn from darkness to light now and worship at the feet of the prince, you will enjoy endless glory and wealth in the future."
"Don't you have a crush on Fujiwara Shoko? His Highness the Crown Prince said that he will give Fujiwara Shoko to you, and you can do whatever you want to him."
After hearing this, Wu Zhi's eyes suddenly lit up: "Wow, you are truly worthy of being the Crown Prince. I didn't expect you to be so generous."
"I just have a question, I hope you can answer it for me."
The other party was already a little relieved after hearing Wu Zhi's words, and felt disdainful in his heart, but he did not say anything clearly and said lightly.
"Okay, you say."
Wu Zhi chuckled: "I just want to know if your prince is mentally retarded?"
"What did you say!?"
Suddenly, the middle-aged man's aura burst out.
The strong air flow blew Wu Zhi's hair into messy directions.
Wu Zhi was as unmoving as a rock.
He always had that sly smile on his face.
"To be honest, I have met quite a few people, but this is the first time I have seen such an idiot and such a shameless person."
"Then Akiko Fujiwara is my woman, so I still need you to give her to me?"
"I think you are also a fool, and you came here to say such two hundred and fifty words."
"It's no wonder that the Li Tang royal family has been able to hide in such a small place for so many years, specializing in deceiving the uncivilized people of the island country."
At this time, Wu Zhi imitated the expression of a middle-aged man, and the ridicule and disdain on his face was particularly obvious and dazzling.
"You guys, at best, they're called royalty, but at worst, you're a family dog."
"What qualifications does a lost dog have to show off in front of me?"
The middle-aged man shouted angrily: "If you don't eat the toast, you will be punished with alcohol, you are courting death!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen people beside him pulled out a handful of bright horizontal knives from their waists.
When Wu Zhi saw it, his eyes immediately shone.
"Tang Dao? This is a good thing!"
"In the hands of trash like you, it's a complete waste!"
"You dogs just have teeth and claws. Why do you need knives? Come on, give them to me!"
The middle-aged man roared angrily and turned his sword into a strong wind, slashing at Wu Zhi rapidly.
Wu Zhi stood where he was, impartial.
Let the opponent's sharp blade get closer and closer to your neck.
In the eyes of middle-aged men, this is a sign that Wu Zhi is poor in martial arts and cannot react well.
He secretly exerted force in his hands, trying to cut off Wu Zhi's neck with this sword and take it back to the King of Wei to receive the reward.
"clang!"
The sharp blade sliced across Wu Zhi's neck.
But when he was less than a fingernail away from Wu Zhi's skin, he suddenly stopped.