Humph, it’s just a wrist. Compared to what Liu Chengfeng did, her method is still relatively mild.
But it's okay. Liu Ruohua's right wrist was cut off, and Liu Chengfeng's left wrist was cut off. The brother and sister had two severed hands, one on the left and one on the right, and they looked like a family, complete.
Liu Chengfeng had already been frightened to the point of utter panic by Su Luo's large black handprint. He was so frightened that he screamed loudly, "I give up! I give up! I give up! Stop! Stop now!"
As he screamed miserably, tears and snot all rolled down his face, mixing with blood. He looked miserable and crazy, even worse than a beggar.
Liu Putian felt extremely ashamed and roared at Liu Chengfeng, "Get up now!"
Then, he turned and glared at Nangong Liuyun, his tone harsh, suppressing the rage in his chest: "Your Highness, you saw it too. Chengfeng's hand was cut off at the wrist by that brat. What are you going to do?"
Facing Liu Putian's aggressive questioning, Nangong Liuyun seemed nonchalant. He glanced back calmly and said slowly, "What should I do?"
"Well! What is your highness going to do? Is Chengfeng's wrist going to be cut off in vain?" Liu Putian now understands the unrivaled strength of His Highness Prince Jin and dares not act rashly as before, but he still insists on getting an explanation.
Otherwise, if the news of Liu Chengfeng's wrist being cut off in front of him spread, it would be very detrimental to his reputation. Because, as the ancestor of the Liu family, he couldn't protect his children and grandchildren. How would others see him?
Nangong Liuyun looked at Liu Putian as if he were an idiot and said lazily, "On the battlefield, life and death don't matter. Were you deaf just now?"
"Oh, my Lord Prince Jin, could you please be a little more tactful and reserved? He is Prime Minister Liu's father after all..." Su Luo turned away, unable to bear to look.
"He is the legitimate grandson of my Liu family!" Liu Putian was furious and shouted loudly.
Nangong Liuyun sighed lazily and said slowly, "It's just a small wrist now, why make such a fuss? No one has died yet. Besides, even if someone died, there is nothing we can do about it since swords have no eyes on the battlefield."
It was obvious that he was planning to protect Su Luo to the end.
"In that case, humph!" Liu Potian sneered repeatedly: "This matter must not be let go like this! If he has the guts, this brat will never leave the Prince Jin's Mansion, otherwise, humph——"
After saying that, Liu Putian reached out to grab the dark bronze plate placed on the tray, but a slender white hand got there first and took the bronze plate away.
"Your Highness!" Liu Putian originally planned to swallow his anger and make a long-term plan later. He planned to leave Prince Jin's Mansion after getting the bronze medal, but the bronze medal was taken away by His Highness first.
Nangong Liuyun frowned with disdain: "Liu Putian, you are not a child anymore. What you say is like a fart, and you just forget it after you let it out?"
"Your Highness, please be careful with your words!" Liu Po was extremely angry!
He had already suffered from the blood circulation disorder caused by Nangong Liuyun's palm strike, and now he was being insulted by Nangong Liuyun word by word. The blood that he had been forcibly suppressing was already stirring and was about to burst out again.
"Isn't it? This bronze medal was used as a bet. Since you lost, you should accept the loss." Nangong Liuyun looked at Liu Putian as a matter of course.
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