He felt that he was about the same age as Zhao Jianshu, and his martial arts skills were even more powerful than Zhao Jianshu's.
Why can I only protect Zhao Jianshu and act as a bodyguard, while Zhao Jianshu can eat, drink, play and enjoy life every day? It's just because Zhao Jianshu is a direct descendant of the Zhao family.
As a collateral branch, you can only serve as a follower.
Zhao Huan had fantasized countless times all along, how great it would be if it was Zhao Jianshu.
So when Zhao Huan saw Zhao Jianshu being killed today, he was not that angry, at least not as angry as he showed. To him, it was more of a fear.
Because he understood that if he failed to protect Zhao Jianshu, the Zhao family would not let him off easily.
If Chen Yun had not killed Zhao Jianshu directly but instead crippled him, Zhao Huan would even have been grateful to Chen Yun in his heart.
In general, Zhao Huan did not really want to kill Chen Yun.
Moreover, as a warrior with decent martial arts skills, he also understood that even if all of his men attacked Chen Yun together, the only outcome would be death.
He knew all this very well.
The reason why I said those harsh words before was entirely for others to hear. If I wanted those people to attack Chen Yun, it would be best if more of them died.
That way, I can go back and report back, "I tried my best, and even though my men were almost dead, I still couldn't protect Master Jianshu."
More than thirty people have died now, and of the fifty-nine guards who came out, only those in their early twenties are left.
It’s about time I found a way out.
"Alright, we admit defeat today, but you killed our Master Jianshu. Let me tell you, you won't live long either. Take care of yourself."
Zhao Huan spoke to Chen Yun indifferently.
This was much milder than before.
He hoped that Chen Yun would let him and the remaining guards go.
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