"Of course, Mr. Li Zhongnan, please feel free."
The supervisor of the Imperial Servants was still exceedingly respectful, his words filled with as much politeness as possible.
And Li Zhongnan particularly enjoyed dealing with such people, so polite—how nice it was. After all, Li Zhongnan considered himself an advocate for world peace.
As for the occasional need to resort to violence, it was only because some people were blind and needed a beating to behave.
While waiting for the supervisor of the Li Dynasty's Imperial Servants to find the person he was really looking for, Li Zhongnan muttered to himself, "The 'Pig Slaughter Knife's Pig-Head Chopping Skill' is useful, yes, but its power is so great it gives me a headache. I wonder if it's too frightening for children? It doesn't make things any easier for me, sigh..."
The Pig Slaughter Knife would spit at Li Zhongnan if it could talk at this moment.
