"It's you two," said Zhu Qingyuan coldly. With his right hand, he violently pulled out a knife, and fresh blood streamed from his left hand, but he did not cry out, nor did he glance at it further. It was evident he was a ruthless character.
"Hmph! Zhu Qingyuan, you never expected this day, did you?" Shi Jian's gaze was icy, and his fists were clenched, ready to finish him off.
Just then, two men suddenly rushed in from the outside; both were bare-bottomed, holding knives in their hands. "Big brother," they worriedly looked at Zhu Qingyuan as they burst in.
"Be careful..."
Zhu Qingyuan had not finished his words when Xiang Yu, hiding behind, 'bang bang' took him down twice. Unfortunately, the two great generals beside Zhu Qingyuan hadn't even seen Xiang Yu's face before they fell there.
