The copper coins in Xue qianren's hand flew out again, and the guards were hit on their knees, kneeling down.
King Qu's grandson, Ye Wei, drew his sword and pointed it at Xue Qianyu. "Xue Qianyu, what do you mean by this?"
Xue Qianyu was still carrying a bag. He dismounted and walked up to Ye Wei. He extended two fingers and pushed his sword away."Stop the murder in the city!"
He had just returned to the capital today and planned to go home to change before entering the palace. In the end, he encountered this scene in the downtown area outside his house.
Ye Wei raised his sword again and placed it on Xue Qianyu's neck. His eyes were sharp."Xue Qianyu, I advise you to mind your own business."
The corners of Xue Qianyu's lips curled up, and he quickly and accurately reached out to grab Ye Wei's neck. "Kill me!"
