But as soon as Sheng Zhong finished speaking, a glint of ferocity flashed through Xiahou Yi's eyes, who was at a loss for words.
"Sheng Zhong, do not push me. Considering the thirty years I've raised your son, I've already made significant concessions to you."
He was like a fierce beast, finally provoked on the battlefield, and began to warn fiercely.
Sheng Zhong laughed heartily, "Xiahou Yi, the concession you need to make is to give me back my person!"
"Guards!" Finally, murderous intent welled up in him.
"Drag this man out and dispose of him!" he roared ferociously.
Soon, many fully armed guards appeared in the garden, rushing towards Sheng Zhong.
Sheng Zhong did not show a trace of panic at the sight.
"Xiahou Yi, you better think it through. If I die here today, your father won't be able to enjoy his good days tomorrow."
"What do you mean?"