It had to be said.
Father and son working together truly had some skill.
Under Uncle Qi and Dachun's obstruction, those armored soldiers could not advance a single step.
"Hmph!"
Xu Tong's cold snort rang out.
The armored soldiers behind him immediately made way.
"Tap, tap, tap~" He strode into the courtyard step by step.
"Trash!"
As he approached, he cast an indifferent glance at the armored soldiers beside him, then raised his head to look at Uncle Qi and Dachun.
Without a word of nonsense, he drew the saber at his waist.
"Clang!!"
The sound was exceedingly crisp.
"If you two turn back from your lost path now, I can spare your lives."
Xu Tong held his saber upside down, his voice indifferent.
The scent of blood on his armor drifted into the courtyard. At the same time, a faint scale slowly surfaced on his wrist.
"Cut the crap!"
Uncle Qi and Dachun leaped forward almost simultaneously.
At that moment, fury blazed from the father and son's eyes, as though they wished to devour Xu Tong before them.
"Crack!!"
"Clang!!"
A whip and a saber struck at Xu Tong at the same time.
"Bang!!"
In a single clash, it was as swift as lightning and flint sparks!
No one could see how Xu Tong had drawn his blade.
They only saw Uncle Qi and Dachun fly back, vomiting blood.
They lay upon the ground, their lives and deaths unknown.
In an instant, the entire courtyard fell silent.
"Gulp~"
No one knew who had swallowed.
No one spoke again.
Wherever Xu Tong's gaze passed, people lowered their heads and dared not utter a word.
Qi Xiande slowly entered the courtyard. Looking at those officials, he said earnestly:
"I guarantee with my lifelong reputation that there is conclusive evidence of