His extremely arrogant tone immediately drowned out all the low murmurs, and there was a moment of silence on the bustling Huangqu Street.
"If you don't have diamonds or do porcelain work, don't come prepared..."
"Look at those one or two moments just now, it's not simple, it's not simple..."
After a brief silence, someone immediately started muttering in a low voice.
Liuyue listened without any movement, and closed her eyes slightly again, looking extremely calm.
"Who is it? Who dares to come to our Zuo Xiang Mansion to act wild?" At this moment, the Zhuqi gate opened with a bang, and a group of guards held swords and guns and rushed out with murderous intent.
"That's her." The guard, whose face was bleeding after being beaten, immediately pointed at Liu Yue and said loudly with resentment in his eyes: "What else can you say? You are only allowed in, not out."
Seeing this, a middle-aged man leading the team turned his face and glared at Liu Yue loudly: "How dare you to openly beat the guards of my Prime Minister's Mansion. What do you think of the king's law?"
Liuyue ignored her with her eyes slightly closed and seemed to have fallen asleep.
When the middle-aged man saw it, he immediately became furious. He waved his hand and said loudly: "Come on, break my legs, tie them up and send them to the Nine Gates Admiral's Mansion. How can I, the Zuo Xiang Mansion, allow children like you to run rampant?"
As soon as these words were spoken, the dozen or so guards behind him immediately rushed towards Liu Yue, waving their sharp weapons.
With black hair and a slow windless movement, Liu Yue's face flashed with murderous intent, and the long whip in her hand swept out as fast as lightning.
A whip came across the sky, and in an instant, it was like lightning exploding in the sky.
There was only a loud bang, and a black light flashed by. People around him saw almost nothing, and the dust had already settled.
Liu Yue still lowered her eyes slightly and remained motionless.
In front of her, more than a dozen big men were shot straight out of the air, with bright red whip marks on their throats.
A whip, just a whip.
A dozen big men were vulnerable to a single blow.
Throwing away their helmets and armor, a dozen big men held their necks and rolled in pain. Big beads of sweat came out of their faces, and their expressions were extremely ferocious.
Leaning back on the chair with her eyes closed, Liu Yue slowly stroked the front end of the whip with two fingers. A cold contempt appeared on her mediocre face, yes, a supercilious contempt.