C12 A Quartet of Movement and War Is about to Break Out(3)

"You … you …" Ying Zixiong held back his red face and could not utter a word for a long while! This was simply a hooligan! Bandits!

Everyone in the imperial court was watching this scene helplessly as well. The king extended his hand and ruthlessly wiped away the blood on his face. No one was surprised anymore