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"Whoosh!"
The Phoenix Devil Sword in Chu He's hand suddenly emerged, and released a sound similar to a phoenix's cry.
The Phoenix Devil Sword turned into a ray of light and pierced towards the center of Wen Xiu's brows.
However, it stopped right in front of his forehead.
"Fear from a scholar + 5555."
"From..."
A drop of crimson blood dripped down from the scholar's forehead. It was mixed with the sweat on his forehead.
"Young Master Li, don't be rash!"
"Young master Wen Xiu didn't mean to offend you! I want you to apologize for him! "
Seeing the situation, Princess Snow Yun immediately stood up, her face full of panic as she spoke.
Only now did the Phoenix Devil Sword that was suspended between his eyebrows slowly return to its scabbard, once again returning to Chu He's sword sheath.
"I let you go because of Princess Qing Yang, do you have any objections?" Chu He said indifferently.
"Lady Princess, did you see that?! This is how a military man handles problems. He will only solve them by force! "
Wen Xiu stared at Chu He fiercely, and said while gnashing his teeth.
"Heh heh... If it were not for the fact that I am a martial artist, I am afraid you would not even have the chance to stand in front of me and speak! "
Chu He coldly looked at the other party, and then said indifferently.
"It's just a little bit of force. As the saying goes, the labourer rules the person, the labourer rules the person!" A martial artist at your level is nothing more than a gatekeeper in my Prime Minister's Estate! "What's there to boast about!" The scholar said with a look of disdain.
"What a great 'The labourer governs the person, the labourer governs the person!" However, I think that you have been blinded by lard. I suggest that you should be more modest. Are you that certain that your talent is above mine? " Chu He laughed faintly, and said coldly.
"What a joke! As the number one genius of the imperial city, even His Majesty, the emperor, praised me for my talents. I am going to become the Prime Minister in the future.
The scholar looked at Chu He haughtily and mocked him.
"The number one genius of the imperial city? In my opinion, it's only about that much! "
"Actually, I am not only a knight. I also have another identity!"
Chu He said in a mysterious tone.
"Another level of identity? "What's your identity?"
The silent Princess Snow Yun asked doubtfully.
The reason why he did not interrupt just now was that he truly did not know which side he should be leaning towards.
On one side was the Li Taibai who had just saved her, and on the other was the cultured young master who had a pretty good relationship with him.
She didn't want to offend either side. After all, it was possible for a scholar to become the Prime Minister, and his future prospects were limitless.
This was also one of the strong candidates he was optimistic about!
But on the other side, Chu He had just saved his life, so his impression of Chu He wasn't too bad.
Besides, he still had to rely on his escort to protect his own safety.
"Truth be told! This Heroic is just one of my hobbies! "Actually, my real profession is a poet!"
Chu He took out a fan from nowhere and suddenly opened it with a smile.
"Hahaha... It's the funniest joke I've ever heard! A man who only knew how to dance spears and make swords actually said that he was a poet? Are you trying to make me laugh to death? "
Hearing this, the scholar threw his head back and laughed with a look of disdain.
"Who said that a chivalrous expert cannot be a scholar? I dare say that none of you here can compare to my talent! "
Chu He swept his eyes across every single scholar in the hall and said disdainfully.