A calm and indifferent voice, laced with undisguised mockery towards the faces of these grand nobles, the slaves were stunned, watching that high-standing noble kneel there, turned into a corpse.
Blood spurted out in a large spray, the surrounding nobles and samurai had ashen faces.
It's over, it's over...
The child being pulled by Li Guanyi thought.
These nobles were so fierce and powerful, like gods high above.
He had once seen his good friend pick up a piece of rotten meat off the ground and accidentally bump into a noble's carriage, only to be whipped to death by that noble.
There was also an uncle, dressed in black, barefoot, claiming to be from the Mo School, carrying a large sword, together with ordinary people, saying he would lead everyone away, agreeing to escape together on a certain day.
But in the end, he was forced out by the nobles using the lives of these slaves as a threat.
That uncle with the big beard was hung up and killed by Ling Chi.
