King Zhao said: "I know, but I don't want to kneel."

He rummaged through the prince's robe and pulled out a scimitar.

The handle of this scimitar is exquisite, and the blade is shining with cold light. You can tell it is expensive at a glance.

Tian Cheng blinked and said, "Does the prince want to offer a treasure?"

King Zhao shook his head and raised the knife in front of him: "I want to kill you."

The soldiers and horses were quiet all around, and Tian Cheng looked at King Zhao.

He was a little confused, leaned forward and asked again, "You want to kill me?"

King Zhao held the knife with both hands: "Yes."

Following his words, the family members of the palace, except for the children who could not walk yet, including the children who had just learned to walk, all took action, taking out long and short knives, large and small, from their clothes, boots, and hair.

Lift it up.

Under the bright sunlight in the wilderness, what shines brightly is no longer the gold and silver jewelry on their bodies, but the light of their swords.

"kill!"

Men, women, and children shouted in unison.
Chapter completed!