Zhao Hanzhang shifted her gaze back, smiled, and nodded at Zhao Shen before turning to Xun Xiu again, instructing those around her, "Escort him to the prison."
Xun Xiu spat out a mouthful of blood, his heart utterly despondent as he said, "If the envoy wants to kill me, then do it now, why wait for an auspicious day?"
Zhao Hanzhang coolly replied, "You must die, but I want to give the Xun Family a chance. However, if you don't want to give them this chance, you may pick up the knife and end it yourself now."
Xun Xiu opened his mouth but said nothing before being taken away.
Zhao Hanzhang scanned the area, and all the soldiers from the Xun Family Army avoided her gaze, those still holding swords silently lowered them and surrendered.
Zhao Shen directly sensed Zhao Hanzhang's prestige among the army and the people; he had only heard of it before, but witnessing it today, it was indeed well-deserved.
