บท 277: Envoys from the Northern Borderline (III)

Jiang Pengji did not show any mercy. Although he was still alive, he was basically crippled.

According to the common practice of the three tribes in the Northern Borderline, crippled people would end up being abandoned in the wild, forced to fight for their lives among the beasts. On the Northern Borderline, where resources were scarce and the environment was harsh, that was a more suffering ending than death itself.

"You're not answering? Well, I'll chop off both your arms." She could not wait to wield the big knife in her hands.

At that moment, the sound of armor colliding and a series of heavy, running footsteps came in from the courtyard.

"Wait a second!"

She had to wait simply because that person said so. It made her look bad. Jiang Pengji sneered. He was a step late, however. She raised her hand and the knife landed upon the man, chopping off his bloody arm.