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No one refuted Jing Er, because the people of Dingguo City had nothing to say and nothing to say!

There was only slaughter left on the battlefield!

In the time it took for half an incense stick to burn, all three families were slaughtered by the Shadow Army.

The tens of thousands of men from the various families had already gathered at the side of the square. Their expressions were stiff and their eyes glazed over, like zombies waiting to die …

Sou sou sou …

The thousands of Shadow Troops did not suffer any damage and gathered behind Jing Er in a uniform formation. No one made any noise, it was no different from a killing machine.

Jing Er did not turn back. He was very confident in the Shadow Army's orders. Only after the formation behind him disappeared did Jing Er take a step forward towards Xia Xinghe.

"Young Master Xia." Jing Er respectfully cupped his hands and bowed to Xia Xingchen. With an exceptionally humble tone, he said to Xia Xinghe, "I am the elder brother of Jing San and also Jing Er from the Martial Imperial Manor."

Xia Xinghe did not say anything and only lightly nodded at Jing Er, his posture abnormally arrogant.

Jing Er didn't show any dissatisfaction with Xia Xingchen's arrogance. Instead, he respectfully lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Young master Xia, Great Prince Wu wishes to meet with you. I wonder when you'll be free?"

"I will be in the capital very soon. Let him wait for me." Xia Xinghe disapproved, completely disregarding Prince Wu's existence.

One must know that Prince Wu was one of the top experts in Chu, and his cultivation base was at the same level as He Kunlun. In Chu, Prince Wu was a god-like figure, but in Xia Xinghe's eyes, he was just an ordinary person.

Xia Xinghe's tone and attitude immediately caused everyone to suck in a breath of cold air.

This was because there was no one in Dingguo City who didn't know what Prince Wu represented. What was even more shocking was that in front of Xia Xinghe, the Martial Imperial Manor's position was actually so low!

Prince Wu's residence's attitude and those of the great aristocratic families in Dingguo City were like heaven and earth. They had also imperceptibly increased the burden on the hearts of the great clans of Dingguo City … The eight aristocratic clans that had previously offended Xia Xinghe, were now either dead or fleeing. If that was the case, wouldn't it be the smaller clans' turn next?

If the Shadow Squad was able to massacre even the three great families without any hesitation, then they wouldn't have any qualms when dealing with the small and middle-sized families!

All of a sudden, everyone's eyes were fixed on Xia Xinghe. They were nervous, afraid, and vaguely, had a trace of anticipation, hoping that Xia Xinghe would treat them like a piece of sh * t and let them go …

On the other side, Jing Er didn't have a shred of dissatisfaction from Xia Xinghe's arrogant attitude. He only respectfully cupped his hands towards Xia Xinghe and asked tentatively, "Martial Imperial Manor, wait for Young Master Xia …" Young Master Xia, how do we deal with these people? "

Finished speaking, Jing Er's gaze drifted towards the gathered people of Dingguo City. His eyes, which were filled with haze and were filled with killing intent, was undisguised.

Xia Xing mysteriously smiled as if he was waiting for something. He deliberately paused for a moment before slowly saying, "These people are colluding with the Jin Nation. Naturally, they should …"

Xia Xinghe's words caused the hearts of everyone present to sink into the abyss.

However, just at this moment, a series of hurried footsteps came from within the ancestral hall. Before anyone could notice, the sound had arrived.