Jiang Tian transmigrated to the Great Xia Dynasty and was immediately met with a drought that had lasted for many years. The county magistrate, in order to pray for rain from the Dragon King, prepa...
Murong Chui was dumbfounded when he heard this.
He didn't know how Jiang Tian knew these things.
"My lord, there is absolutely no such thing."
"My lord, someone is trying to slander me."
"You must not believe this, sir."
Jiang Tian sneered: "Do you think I'm a fool? I told you, I promised to let you go, but on the condition that I kill your two sons and the 400,000 troops under your command."
Murong Chui was so angry that he trembled all over.
"Jiang Tian, you bastard, you can't do this."
"I've been putting up with this all along, but you've kept pushing me. If you have the guts, then kill me."
Jiang Tian stood up: "I said I would let you go, and I will let you go. I'm a man of my word."
[Ding, Murong Chui's rage value +9323]
[Ding! Murong Lei, son of Murong Chui, has gained 6542 points of rage.]
[Ding! Murong Shuang, son of Murong Chui, has gained 6753 points of rage.]
[Ding, Murong Xue, son of Murong Chui, has gained 8521 points of rage.]
In just a short while, the four Murong brothers had contributed tens of thousands of anger points to his account.
“Murong Chui, I forgot to tell you that Murong Xue is not dead yet. But after Murong Lei and Murong Shuang die, I will send him to hell to meet his two brothers.”
Murong Chui is now in a state of neither living nor dying.
He could only watch helplessly as Jiang Tian walked out of the room.
Murong Chui, following behind, began to curse loudly.
A member of the Imperial Guard walked up to Murong Chui: "You dare to insult an official, and with such vulgar language..."