Still, Jiang Luofu knew fully well that it wasn’t their fault.1

“Are you still not going to surrender? It seems Miss Jiang thinks I won’t actually kill anyone.” King Wu sneered, then gave his subordinate a look.1

When he saw the signal, Chang Fu brought his blade down on a Jiang clan junior. This was someone who hadn’t pleaded for mercy, so killing such a person would inflict even more psychological trauma on Jiang Luofu.0

Clang!0

A purple streak of light flew over, knocking the blade out of Chang Fu’s hands.0

“Stop!” a delicate voice shouted.0

Everyone present turned around and saw a stunning beauty arrive on a red horse. Her facial features were stunning, her nose was elegant, her lips were red, and her skin was fair. She looked as if she had walked straight out of a painting. Many people recognized who it was. It was Madam Wu, Yun Yuqing! When she stood together with King Wu, the two of them really looked like a perfect couple.0

When he saw that he'd been stopped, Chang Fu was about to curse. But when he saw who it was, his malicious expression was immediately replaced with an apologetic smile.0

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