The sword emerges an inch, slaughtering the nameless.
Chen Yang retracts that inch of sharpness, continues forward, still not glancing at Luo Bing.
This, what kind of person is this?
Could it be, he kills at the slightest disagreement?
Ssss!!
Many were terrified, feeling a chill down their spines, their limbs trembling uncontrollably.
This scene was too shocking and offensive to convention.
The secretary who had just received instructions from Li Jicen to invite Chen Yang to sit was standing there stiffly, unable to move forward or retreat, completely trapped in a dilemma.
Who could have imagined!
In such a setting, right in front of Li Jicen, this guy actually kills without a care.
"Li, Magistrate Li."
Helplessly, the secretary could only look to Li Jicen for help, his lips trembling. He had only heard stories before, but now, he personally felt Chen Yang's terror.
