[1-200] MY SWORD INTENT CAN BE INFINITELY IMPROVED

Chapter 4: Your Protests Are Invalid

Su Yang was calm and collected. His words were firm, and his aura was even more oppressive.

Zhang Zhiwu felt the sword intent that wrapped around him, and wisps of sword intent streaked across his body. It was as if as long as Su Yang thought about it, he would be torn apart.

What a terrifying sword intent… Countless thoughts flew through Zhang Zhiwu’s mind.

He could not provoke Su Yang. This matter, let Su Yang fight with the Li family. It might not be a bad thing for him to be able to win.

“Alright.” After saying this, Zhang Zhiwu left like a deflated ball. This was the first time he had suffered a loss at the hands of his subordinates since he became a commander.

Outside the hall, Zhang Qing saw Zhang Zhiwu coming out and quickly went forward to welcome him.

Seeing Zhang Zhiwu’s dark face, Zhang Qing did not dare to say anything more and obediently sent Zhang Zhiwu out. However, Zhang Zhiwu didn’t say a word throughout the whole process and left just like that.

Zhang Qing was very puzzled. This appearance… He was very familiar with it, but it was impossible…

Did he suffer a defeat? Did he lose in the hands of their commanding officer?

He didn’t understand and didn’t dare to ask.

That night, Li Yijiang received news from Zhang Zhiwu. He told him that he couldn’t do it.

The news was very normal and did not even reveal Su Yang’s abnormality. Perhaps… This commander was also helpless most of the time.

When Li Yijiang swept a glance over, the indifferent expression on his face instantly disappeared. He slapped the table fiercely.

“Bang!” The four corners of the table could not withstand the huge force and instantly collapsed.

“Useless! You collected so much money, can’t even squeeze out a single person from your subordinates!”

“What a good Weapon Master of Spring Wind Street… I want to see how capable you are!”

“Someone, tell Old Hei that I want to fertilize the peach tree.”

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“Grandpa… Grandpa!” Liu Yurou rushed home happily.

“What’s so good that you’re so happy?” Liu Congshan smiled.

Liu Yurou immediately restrained her expression, but the corners of her mouth still couldn’t help but curl up, “How do you know it’s a good thing? I haven’t even said it yet.”

Liu Congshan shook his head. His granddaughter was laughing so hard that her lips were about to crack, “Alright, alright. Tell me about it. What’s the matter?”

Liu Yurou couldn’t contain her impatience and said with a joyful smile, “Li Ming has been arrested!”

“Hmm?” Liu Congshan was taken aback. “Which Li Ming?”

Liu Yurou muttered, “Grandpa, are you getting old and confused? It’s Li Ming, the third son of the Li family, the owner of those arrogant lackeys we encountered yesterday!”

Liu Congshan did not leave the house after the incident yesterday, so he did not know about this news. However, even if he heard it now, he felt that it was somewhat impossible, “Where did you hear that? Who caught him?”

Seeing that Liu Congshan didn’t believe her, Liu Yurou told him what she saw and heard today.

“The Weapon Master of Spring Wind Street?” Initially, Liu Congshan still felt that it was impossible. However, Liu Yurou said that Li Ming would be publicly judged in Spring Wind Hall today, and anyone who was wronged could come forward to file a complaint. This made Liu Congshan believe it even more.