บท 880: Chapter 797: Capital City_1

"What a clear conscience."

Zhang Zifeng spat blood in anger, and the nearby old soldier cried out, "Old Commander, I've come to avenge you!"

He immediately stepped forward, first ending the life of Mo Qingzheng's servant with a single slash.

A flash of the blade, and the servant's head soared high into the air, blood gushing like a fountain, terrifying the innkeeper and his wife into screaming embraces.

"Today, we, along with our Young Master, seek only Mo Qingzheng. Let none of you mistake this for your own end!"

The old soldier, with sword in hand, glared fiercely, his gaze mostly concentrated on Aaron and the group with Song Gongbao.

Aaron leisurely sipped his tea again, content to continue watching the drama unfold.