Chief don't slap in the face

The body slid to the ground, and the temperature in the hall instantly dropped to freezing point.

After a brief silence, the top executives of the Great Prophet line raised their eyebrows, and what's more, they shouted loudly.

"Hacking them to death, the glory of our Xia City must not be tarnished!"

As long as the waiter is killed, Xia Ye might kill Xia Ji in a fit of rage, and Xia Yunzhi will have nothing to say at that time.

"stop!"

Surprisingly, it was Xia Yunzhi who stopped everyone.

"This messenger, what request do you have?"

Xia Yunzhi stared at Friday. After all, he was also the great prophet of the Xia family. Many people respected him when they saw him, but this savage in front of him was careless and extremely arrogant.

"Hand over Xia Wu'an, and we will return Xia Ji's body."

After finishing speaking on Friday, he did not forget to warn: "Otherwise, you will just wait for my Chaoge army to come to the city!"

"what?"

After hearing this request, the senior executives were finally convinced that Xia Ji had been arrested, but there was another burst of anger. It had been many years since Xia Cheng had been threatened like this.

"We have already wiped out your [-] troops. If the news spreads, what do you think the nearby tribes will do?"

Friday threatened.

"Your envoy is exhausted from the long journey, please go to rest first, let us discuss it?"

Xia Yunzhi sighed, things are going to be difficult.

Chapter 452 Summation

"It's really unreasonable. A savage dares to behave wildly in Xia City. Arrest him and immediately cut him into pieces!"

Some high-level people were panting heavily, clamoring to kill Friday immediately, but more people did not agree, either they were stupid and unable to accept the reality, or they were thinking about gains and losses.

Xia Mao's body hadn't cooled down yet. The force he hit the wall was so great that half of his head was sunken in. Blood sprayed on the wall, and a bloody smell wafted in the air.

Xia Yunzhi sniffed and sighed: "Take the corpse down!"

The angry high-level yelled for a while, and seeing no one echoed, he was upset, and slapped the table: "If you want me to say, the fight must continue, otherwise once you admit defeat, you will have too much trouble later."

In this era, the law of the jungle is all about preying on the weak. Once a weak posture appears, even a mane dog will dare to rush up and take a bite.

The next battle against Chao Ge is no longer about revenge, but to prove to the surrounding tribes that Xia City can still fight.

"I want to fight too, where are the soldiers?"

Xia Yunzhi looked at the senior management, and with just one sentence, the other party choked to death.

"Chaoge, did you really kill 7 of us?"

There are also high-level officials who don't believe it. After all, this data is too exaggerated. You must know that the [-] does not include the old, weak, sick and disabled. They are really young and strong, and most of them are experienced veterans. This loss is too great.

"They have captured Xia Ji alive, what do you think?"

"Xia Taiding is a waste."

"You don't need to scold him, the corpse is probably cold enough, yes, you can scold Xia Ji now, he may not come back either."

The high-level people talked a lot, and some people made sarcastic remarks and ridiculed Xia Ji, but at this time, even people from Xia Ji's line did not dare to defend his dignity.

Not to mention that Xia Ji might not come back, even if he came back, he would be imprisoned by Xia Yunzhi until he died. This great prophet, after all, relied on that Xia Ye to monopolize the power.

"I can't fight anymore!"

Xia Yunzhi sighed again.

"Yes!"

The high-level people nodded, looking lonely and sad.

If you want to fight again, you have to continue recruiting. Let’s not talk about whether these recruits can win Chaoge’s army. Even if they can win, they will probably lose a lot. Finally, could Xia Cheng use these soldiers to deal with the elite army of other tribes?

"It's hard...could it be...really requesting..."

An old high-ranking man who hadn't spoken much had tears in his eyes, and he couldn't say the word 'summation'.

"Everyone, you seem to have forgotten that the dominant power is in the hands of that Xia Ye, who just exchanged Xia Wuan's body with Xia Ji, and didn't say a truce!"

After a high-ranking officer finished speaking, everyone was shocked, and a sense of oppression came suddenly, making everyone breathless.

"Fight, fight, who's afraid of who?"

Some people snorted coldly, but these words lack confidence.

"Let's make peace, or the Cao family won't be the first to let us go!"

After discussing with several senior executives, they looked at Xia Yunzhi: "Grand Prophet, I'll leave the rest to you. You must keep the damage to a minimum."

Xia Yunzhi suddenly didn't want to accept this right, and asked for peace as soon as she came up, thinking about the humiliation she would suffer.

"Damn it, Xia Ye should have been killed in the first place!"

"Come on, who would have thought that a half-dead ghost whose blood was sacrificed could be so powerful?"

"If you ask me, we should have treated Xia Wuan better in the first place, then now we will have a pair of powerful father and son, and it will not be a problem to take down the Cao family."

The high-level people began to complain to each other, and they also took the opportunity to divert the topic of seeking peace. There was no way, even the most belligerent ones knew that the Xia family at this time could no longer fight.

Because there were still some private matters, Xia Yunzhi came to see Friday in person, but as soon as she approached the room, she heard the sound of beating and scolding coming from inside.

"You can't even do this well, are you a waste?"

As Friday said, another slap was slapped on the servant's face. Because of the wrongs Xia Ye and his brother suffered, Friday didn't like any member of the Xia family.

Serving a savage made the servant unhappy, but now that he was beaten, he was even more annoyed, and couldn't help but curse out.

"You are a savage, why are you so arrogant? Believe it or not, our great chief cut off your head?"

Friday sneered, raising his hand was a series of slaps.

Outside the corridor, there was a team of guards, nominally protecting the envoy, but actually monitoring, upon seeing this, they rushed in immediately.

Friday's guards were not vegetarian either, and immediately drew their bows and crossbows, and drew their swords to confront each other.

"Chop off my head?"