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“Nothing whatsoever.”
Zhao Changhe could not be bothered to waste words. Dragon Bird suddenly appeared in his hand, and he swung it down with full force.
Swish!
Di Muzhi’s sword flashed with a chilling light, parrying instantly as it thrust toward Zhao Changhe’s chest and side, countering the probing strike completely.
The surrounding guards quickly closed in, their longswords pointed at Zhao Changhe.
Li Shentong might be able to casually punch and send Di Muzhi along with his guards flying, but that was Li Shentong. When it came to Zhao Changhe, Di Muzhi was undoubtedly a formidable opponent.
Di Muzhi shouted in fury, “You were just in Jiangnan eradicating rebellious cults, and now you align yourself with rebels? First Seat Tang has treated you well!”
Zhao Changhe was almost speechless at this, caught between frustration and amusement. “I’m genuinely puzzled. Prefectural Governor Di, do you not understand the concept of a loyal official ridding the nation of traitors?”
“What nonsense!” Di Muzhi bellowed, seething with anger. “The imperial envoy is here. Why can’t we simply resolve this with a proper discussion? Even if you distrust Lord Lu, you and I could take it to the imperial court and let His Majesty decide! How can you side with rebels and draw your blade against your colleagues?”
Zhao Changhe had no patience for such nonsense. He replied lazily, “Don’t you know that I’m a bandit at heart? All these internal protocols of the bureaucracy—none of them makes sense to me, and I genuinely don’t care to understand. In my eyes, you’re simply a villain who oppresses the people. With you gone, the world would become a little more peaceful.”
“You!”
Zhao Changhe lifted his saber, preparing for another strike.
“Young Master Zhao…”...
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