When Qi Baijun shouted loudly, the souls of the two soldiers almost flew out. One of the soldiers plucked up his courage and said in a trembling voice: "An… Answering Zheng Yi Wang, This… This subordinate didn't know."
Qi Baijun sneered when he heard his answer. He drew his sword and slashed at the soldier. The soldier's eyes widened in disbelief as he touched his neck. The soldier only felt the warm blood flow out from his neck, before his body fell to the ground with a thud.
The other soldier saw that his comrade died under Qi Baijun's sword, and quickly kowtowed.
"Ple… Please spare the life of this subordinate, Zheng Yi Wang. Th… This subordinate really didn't see the thief. When this subordinate op… opened my eyes again, the lock was already broken." He said, trembling with obvious fear in his voice.
Qi Baijun looked at the soldier coldly, sneered, and said, "You can't even guard a door, so there is no need to keep you."
