"Hey, Chen, I'm talking to you, did you hear me? Order the pursuit!"
"Qu Yuanxiang, you're only responsible for supporting the rearguard, command has nothing to do with you,"
Chen Sansi said solemnly, "Continue to disrupt our formation at will, and you will face military law!"
"Hmm?"
Qu Yuanxiang was obviously taken aback, seemingly unable to believe that someone would speak to him like this. He glared with wide eyes and angrily said, "What did you say? What punishment?!"
"Military law."
Wang Zhi interjected, "Let me explain it to you in plain terms, it means 'beheading,' taking off your head."
"I'll behead you guys first!"
As he spoke, Qu Yuanxiang summoned his flying sword.
Chen Sansi was undaunted, looking directly at him, and leisurely said to another cultivator, "Wang Jun! If your Shengyun Sect still wishes to win this battle, then control this drunkard of yours!"
"Brother, stop!"
