"You think I'll believe you?"
Su Quanzhong was unmoved. Instead, he looked at Ding Ling:
"My lord, what should we do with Xue Ehu?"
"You decide."
Ding Ling had no interest in Xue Ehu's life or death.
Seeing this, Su Quanzhong came up with an idea. He strode forward, walked up to Xue Ehu, stared him down, clenched his fist, and prepared to strike the killing blow.
Xue Ehu's eyelids twitched violently, and his spine turned cold. He hurriedly shouted:
"This Mount Guan City belongs to Deng Chanyu and Tu Xingsun. I'm an honored guest they invited to the banquet. If you kill me, they won't spare you!"
He spoke extremely quickly, finishing everything he had to say before Su Quanzhong's fist could land.
Su Quanzhong withdrew his fist, somewhat uncertain.
Xue Ehu breathed a sigh of relief. To make his words more convincing, he hurriedly added:
"If I'm lying, may Heaven strike me with five thunderbolts! If you don't believe me, go outside and ask around. I, Xue Ehu, am a well-known sworn brother of Han Dulong, Wei Hu, and Tu Xingsun! Killing me is equivalent to provoking all my brothers. Everyone, this concerns life and death, so don't act impulsively. Think it over carefully!"
He said that aloud, but inwardly thought:
Once I get out of this mess, I'll make you pay. If I don't kill you, where will I put my dignity? This is outrageous! You actually beat me half to death!
How many years had it been?
Xue Ehu had never felt the approach of the God of Death so closely. He was terrified, trembling, and panicking. He had even nearly wet himself from fright!
To lose face like this in front of everyone was absolutely unacceptable to the prideful Xue Ehu!
But he did not