Chapter 45 Prince? The Scholar Qu Yan?_1
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The massacre lasted for a full half-hour.
By then, the Zhao Family ancestral land had turned into a river of blood, a mountain of corpses.
The stench of blood was so intense that it made one feel somewhat uncomfortable.
"Third Uncle, is the matter with the Zhao Family finished?"
Luo Chuan looked at Luo Yong, who was gradually approaching him, and asked aloud.
"It's mostly dealt with..."
"Mostly???" Luo Chuan's brows couldn't help but furrow slightly.
He didn't quite understand what his own family meant by "mostly."
"Within the Zhao Family ancestral land, we've dealt with all the clanspeople over the age of six."
"Those below six, I've had gathered together."
"Next, I want to hear your opinion."
"How do you think we should handle these people?"
As he spoke, Luo Yong silently observed every change in his nephew's expression.
"You're asking me?"
Luo Chuan turned his head to look at Luo Yong beside him.
At those who held steel blades, their bodies stained with blood.