After the death of the two officers, the whole world seemed to become quiet all of a sudden.

The smile on Jiang Shangwu's face finally faded slowly, and his eyes exuded the domineering aura of a superior, as if his words were as powerful as thunder.

This special aura can only be cultivated by holding the power of life and death for many years.

"Lin Che, how do you think I treat you?"

Lin Che reached out to stop Jiang Shangwu from continuing and interrupted him, "Your Highness, didn't you just say you would release my people? Where are they? Release them first, and then we can talk."

Jiang Shangwu was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Lin Che with a look of great surprise.

"Just a spy. You are the world-renowned Champion Marquis, and this king admires you very much. For a spy..."

Jiang Shangwu shook his head, seeming very disappointed.

However, he still raised his hand slightly, not knowing who he was showing it to.

Sure enough, after a while, a soldier from the Shenji Camp was seen staggering towards them in the distance. He was covered in bruises and walked with a limp.

This is obviously a lesson.

Lin Che knew this spy and didn't ask any more questions. He just pointed at his blood-red warhorse and said:

"Get on the horse. Go back quickly!!"

The spy soldier bowed to Lin Che, and the Horse King lowered his body on his own initiative after receiving Lin Che's order.

After a while, the man and the horse galloped away.

Jiang Shangwu also watched the disappearing figure of the Horse King and said:

"Do you still remember who gave you this Beiyuan Warhorse, the king of horses?"

"Of course I remember. It was a gift from the prince. At that time, the prince also gave me three thousand war horses in one go. This was a great help to me."

Jiang Shangwu's eyes darkened as he looked directly at Lin Che:

"This king has never been stingy with you and has cultivated you with all his strength. And why do you want to go against this king?"