Lu Yu gave a slight smile, flicked his finger, and the treasured sword, capable of slicing through iron as if it were mud, emitted a crisp clang before breaking into two pieces, falling onto the grand hall's floor with a tinkling sound.
The female soldier looked at the broken sword in her hands in disbelief, unable to imagine what kind of power could make the treasured sword in her hands as fragile as a dry branch.
"Who are you?" the prime minister asked in astonishment.
The assembly of ministers in the grand hall also stared at this man who had appeared out of nowhere, filled with curiosity.
"Just a regular man, now the bodyguard of this young lady," Lu Yu's voice was soft, yet it carried an extraordinary power in this silent environment.
The smile on the prime minister's face instantly froze. He looked at Lu Yu, clenched his teeth, and said, "What benefits did this young lady offer you? I'm willing to double them as long as you keep out of this matter."
