"Who are you? Are you from Great Wei?" Zhou Shu took a step back and drew his saber, his arm trembling slightly. He pretended to be calm, but a hint of fear flashed across his eyes.
He's indeed an apprentice who hasn't seen much of the world, Zhu Chuanzhi thought.
In his eyes, Zhou Shu's performance looked completely like a frightened brat pretending not to be afraid.
"It doesn't matter who I am. But I advise you to be obedient. Otherwise…" Zhu Chuanzhi snorted coldly and raised his hand. A beam of light flashed, and a large tree a few feet away snapped with a crack. Then it fell to the ground with a rumble, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Zhou Shu seemed to be startled, his face filled with fear. He gripped the hilt of his saber with both hands and pointed it at Zhu Chuanzhi as he shouted in a trembling voice, "What are you trying to do!
