Capture the king first to capture the bandits; it is an ancient and unchanging truth.
Liu Zixuan had no interest in wasting words with those lackeys; he was looking for the one who could command Shi Kuang.
As he finished speaking, the eight people surrounding him exchanged glances.
At this moment, a man standing on the outermost edge stepped forward, "I am their leader."
Liu Zixuan squinted his eyes, shook his head directly, and said, "No, no, no, you're not."
"How am I not, and how do you know I'm not?" Although the man spoke with his head held high, his tone was not very confident, appearing somewhat lacking in assurance.
"I said you're not, so you're not!" Liu Zixuan flicked a regular Silver Needle with his fingers, directly piercing through the man's forehead, causing him to fall to the ground with a crash!
"Anyone else want to be the scapegoat?" Liu Zixuan smiled at the seven whose expressions suddenly changed.
"Liu Zixuan, enough already!"
