Sikong Jing's slap was far more vicious than the one he had delivered during the Yunye City selection battle.
In an instant, Duan Chengshan's face swelled from the blow.
Clutching his face, Earth Realm true energy surged wildly from his entire body as he roared madly, "Thirty thousand Yunye soldiers, heed my command! In the name of the City Lord, I order you to bind this criminal!"
Even after being slapped, Duan Chengshan still did not want to kill Sikong Jing. He wanted to torture him mercilessly instead.
Having issued the order, he fixed Sikong Jing with a vicious glare.
"Who the hell do you think you are?"
"So what if your martial progress is astonishing? So what if you returned leading troops? I am the City Lord! I am the king of Yunye City!"
With that, he raised his head again and shouted at the thirty thousand Yunye soldiers, "Why aren't you moving? Seize this criminal!"
At those words, panic flashed across Su Yuexi's face.
Su Zhenglong's heart also pounded wildly.
That was right. No matter how formidable Sikong Jing was, he could not fight thirty thousand Yunye soldiers. They were soldiers of the Great Shang Dynasty, and they had to obey the City Lord.
Yet another scene that left countless people dumbfounded unfolded.
A-Hu and Old Zhang stepped out, walking step by step until they stood before Duan Chengshan. Then, to everyone's utter surprise, the two of them raised their hands—slap, slap...
Two resounding slaps landed heavily on Duan Chengshan's face.
Afterward, without saying a word, they returned to the ranks.
Duan Chengshan and the others were utterly stunned. What was going on?
Had A-Hu and Old Zhang gone mad?
Before they could react, several dozen more officers slowly stepped forward and surrounded Duan Chengshan. One after another,