Chapter 1289: Minister of War Lord Li
Situ Zhi shouted louder and louder, as if feeling very aggrieved.
His Excellency the Minister was both surprised and furious: "Just because she said such a sentence, you want to kill her?"
"Yes, she deserved to die."
"Deserved to die, huh?"
His Excellency the Minister was enraged, his cherished daughter, whom he usually didn’t allow to be harmed in the slightest, and now this brat said he’d just kill her; this wasn’t something he could swallow. Thinking of this, he completely lost his rationality, unsheathed his saber with a resounding clang, and fiercely slashed toward Situ Zhi, while shouting, "You little bastard, deserve it, huh? Today I’m going to kill you, and you deserve it too."
Situ Zhi normally loafed around, didn’t understand any martial arts, Situ Yongjie found him several teachers, all to no avail, and he played when he should have studied, almost neglecting his studies.
Indeed, it’s impossible to carve rotten wood.
Thus, in anger, Situ Yongjie stopped caring about him, Old Madam and Auntie Tang always shielded him, naturally reluctant to scold him, over time, Situ Zhi became like this.
Seeing the blade coming towards his head.
Fear of death is human nature.
Situ Zhi’s eyes widened in horror, thinking he was doomed.
"Lord Li, stay your hand."