C279 State scholar's dismantling

What did you say?" Say that again? " The Martial King grabbed his steward like a mad dog. A middle-aged man who seemed to be loyal to him, with an aquiline nose and thin lips, stared at the Martial King with fear in his eyes. The sword in the Martial King's hand flashed with a cold light, leaving a clear line of blood on Zhong Xun's neck. Zhong Xun's eyes were fixed on the sword in his neck