"I... have nothing to say!"
Luo Xu gritted his teeth, his forehead veins bulging.
"You have nothing to say, but I still have words to speak!"
Prince Cheng's voice suddenly turned murderous.
Luo Xu immediately stood straight, his expression becoming grave.
"Zhang Anwu is your son-in-law, yet such a thing has happened now. He has been the military supply supervisor for so many years, and now he dares to embezzle the elixirs meant for the martial artists of Blue Patrol Pavilion. Who knows how much he has embezzled in the past? If this matter cannot be thoroughly investigated, how can we explain it to the tens of thousands of soldiers of the Border Army?!"
Prince Cheng's tone was as cold as winter, making Luo Xu feel immense pressure.
He immediately bowed and said:
