What a rule, ignoring life or death!
Yan Hongzhao's eyes glinted coldly, and her hand showed no mercy. She didn't even let Ghost Face and the brothers lift a finger; in a few moments, the tip of her whip had already wrapped around Deputy General Chen's neck.
"Stop, all of you!" Deputy General Chen bellowed.
All the soldiers ceased immediately.
"I am an official appointed by the Imperial Court; how dare you lay a hand on me?" The whip was covered with barbs, embedding into his flesh and causing intense pain. Deputy General Chen dared not move but maintained his tough demeanor.
A sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Hongzhao's lips, "Dare not move against you, what do you think I am doing right now?"
The whip was wrapped around his neck, and his life was in her hands. Yan Hongzhao truly wondered what he was still being defiant about.
Mere strength vested in his position as the Deputy General of the Western Military Camp?
Ridiculous!
