Sheng Li, move away!

Mingze was tied to the pole while Sheng Li settled on the chair. The Han soldiers controlled the situation in the resthouse. Some of the soldiers from their sides died, so they took their bodies out.

Jian Guozhi stood beside Sheng Li, who was examining the sharpness of the blade.

"Brother Jian, Lian Zoumu is still on the run. Send our best soldiers after him. He could not run far away," Sheng Li told Jian Guozhi, who nodded his head and went to Commander Yao.

Sheng Li stood up from the chair and walked to Mingze, who was glaring into his eyes. "Why did you betray me? What were we saying earlier? I had warned you to not act recklessly," Sheng Li said and frowned.

The sword in his hand touched Mingze's chin. "I understand that greed makes you blind. But one shall not become stupid in front of it. Changying isn't a small territory. You became Governor, so you must have respected this position," Sheng Li pronounced.