Pacifying Sibao Prefecture (Forty-Two) [Monthly Tickets Requested]

Gongxi Chou, you **your ancestors!

Gongxi Chou, you **your ancestors!

**Your ancestors!

Qiu Cheng's hoarse, desperate roar echoed over Xiaocheng, lingering for a long while. In his fury, he had once again used his Literary Qi, sending his voice far and wide. As a result, both armies heard the passionate contents of Qiu Cheng's cursing. Whether those words were refined or befitting of his aristocratic family background was beside the point—his fury was genuine. Just from the sound of his voice, one could already imagine Qiu Cheng's twisted features.

He had truly been driven mad with rage!

"What are you standing around for? Do you think those two will just drop dead on the spot if you keep standing there? Keep shooting! Kill those two treacherous dogs!" After Qiu Cheng finished roaring, he paused to catch his breath. When he turned and saw the identical expressions on the faces of his aides, he grew so furious that he wanted to stomp his feet. He even snatched a bow and quiver from one of the guards, nocked an arrow, drew the bow, and aimed at Gongxi Chou's head below the city wall.

Gongxi Chou's outrageous stunt just now had successfully sent Qiu Cheng's disgust for him skyrocketing, overtaking Shen Tang's by taking the inside track.

At the same time, Gongxi Chou, who had been sent tumbling across the ground by the inertia of the arrows, finally came to a stop. The hand he had used to catch the arrow barehanded was a bloody mess. Fortunately, the scale-plated gauntlet of his Martial Armor was still intact. Otherwise, catching the arrow of Martial Qi from a mid-to-high-rank Martial Gall Warrior with flesh and blood, he might not have been able to keep that hand. He glanced in Shen Tang's direction, and she was