Mr. Wuliu's voice was filled with a tough attitude, and the Qi Blood of the soldiers surged throughout their bodies, wishing they could punch the scholar across from them to death: Set fire to the mountain? What a grave sin that would be!
But there was no choice; a superior rank was like a mountain. The rules of Prince Pingbian's Mansion were strict, so he dared not disobey lightly.
"But there are still many people from the Academy in the mountains… and some renowned scholars…" The soldier's voice was full of hesitation. If people were burned to death, it would cause a huge scandal. The people in the Academy were not to be trifled with.
