Gu Yuanzhong's entire face was twisted in pain, one leg already broken, the bone piercing through his calf. He gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice, "Lord Gu likes to listen to opera. I've invited this troupe to your residence to sing just for you. Do it!"
Gu Yuanzhong suddenly let out a roar.
In an instant,
four deadly intents appeared in the hall,
four figures emerged from the shadows to kill,
the air instantly solidified, the oppressive True Qi along with murderous intent closed in, and a long sword came directly at Gu Zhan from above,
it was a swordsman hidden in the rafters,
as the sword descended, the Sword Qi was fierce,
another person, a maid who had been massaging Gu Yuanzhong's leg, produced a short sword in her hand aimed straight at Gu Zhan's face. The thin sword, as thin as a cicada's wing, was like a bolt of lightning, incredibly fast.
Behind Gu Zhan,
