章節 1313: Have Your Head Shot Off

"Shameless?" Zhan Beiye raised his eyebrows and leaned forward to gaze down the city wall.

He looked at Ming Fucheng and asked, "Ming Fucheng, do you want me to ungag the sacrificial warrior's mouth and let him reveal who sent him to kill the princess of his country?"

"You—" Ming Fucheng was rendered speechless.

He could not respond because he could not afford the gamble. If he told the soldiers that he was the one who sent people to kill Yue Suiyu, their morale would definitely plummet.

He sneered and looked at the city wall.

"Prince Zhan of the Zhanling Empire, you certainly use every conceivable means to deal with me. Do you think you can say whatever you want? You've captured the sacrificial warrior; he'll say whatever you want him to."

"Ha!" Zhan Beiye sneered.

Why would he gag the sacrificial warrior if he would be willing to say whatever he wanted?