C499 The Culprit

The sword wielder really doesn't dare to move now.

The sweat on his forehead kept dripping down.

At this moment, he also didn't know what to do.

He could only see a guy who was obviously in charge. He walked over and patted the servant's head hard.

He questioned loudly, "I haven't given the order yet. Why did you attack first?!"

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