The Blow from Wang Xuan

When a large number of Xiliang soldiers stormed into the Yuan Family residence, the members of the Yuan Family were still arrogantly demanding an explanation. Even when the soldiers suddenly drew their gleaming sabers, the Yuan Family continued to jeer, "What kind of dog dares to show off in the Yuan Family's home? Go get Dong Zhuo and have him try it!"

"Come on, come on! Your grandpa's neck is right here. If you've got the guts, chop here!"

"If you don't chop me, you're my grandson!"

Splurt!

As blood sprayed and heads hit the ground, there was no fear in their eyes—only disbelief!

How dare they!

Many people had remained high above others for far too long. For more than two hundred years, the Yuan Family had flourished throughout the entire Great Han. Its prestige stood just below that of the imperial family, and this had caused the members of the Yuan Family, from top to bottom, to completely lose themselves.

When more than a thousand heads of Yuan Family members were delivered to the army camp, and Yuan Shao and Yuan Shu saw their father's and their elder brother's heads, Yuan Shao gritted his teeth, endured the excruciating pain, and spat out a mouthful of blood. His body then fell backward and crashed to the ground. Before he "fainted," he took a deep look at Yuan Shu, his eyes filled with disdain for Yuan Shu, who stood there dumbfounded, gnashing his teeth with bloodshot eyes.

The acting wasn't convincing enough. Bad review!

"Dong Zhuo! You and I are mortal enemies from now on!" After "awakening" from his "coma," Yuan Shao stared toward Luoyang with bloodshot eyes, his entire body radiating a harsh aura. The Yuan Shao who had once dared to confront Dong Zhuo with a sword had