"Pacification Commissioner Jia, what exactly are you saying?" Qin Zhong's face darkened as he angrily rebuked him before everyone.
Jia Huan gave him a cold stare, then suddenly smiled.
"Before, you were like a turtle too frightened to poke its head out, not daring to breathe loudly. Now that Old Dog Jiang's crimes have been exposed, you're scrambling to flaunt your ambitions. You actually have the gall to accept a condemned minister's legacy. You think I embroidered that Golden Flying Fish Uniform for you, that I built you a stairway to climb? You certainly think highly of yourself!"
Unable to refute him, Qin Zhong could only point at the dense mass of Jianghu men, then sweep his gaze over the Northern Commandant Office's Embroidered Uniform Guard and declare forcefully:
"You want to see chaos? You want the Jianghu to spiral out of control? You want to stand by and watch slaughter erupt everywhere? Is that what it takes to satisfy your ambition?"
Jia Huan's tone turned chilling.
"One old dog's death won't bring down the heavens. Slaughter those who followed the traitor! Execute all who resist! That is the dignity of Great Qian's imperial court!"
"A vast nation, a solemn Central Court-how could we compromise with a criminal? Utterly laughable!"
Having said that, he lost patience. He looked toward the two Ancestral Hall eunuchs and the dozens of Imperial Palace Experts, then commanded grimly:
"Stand aside!"
At once, a sense of absurdity enveloped everyone.
In particular, many patriarchs of the Jianghu's greatest powers shook their heads with incredulous smiles.
Without question, Pacification Commissioner Jia was a peerless prodigy. Even if they searched every ancient cultivation text, they would find no martial talent comparable to his.
But a heavenly chasm separated him from Lord Jiang!
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