On screen, Wu Liang acted without a shred of hesitation; the crisp sound of bone fractures emanating from his maneuvers was terrifying.
As Wu Liang broke the legs of all the officials, the screen suddenly darkened, and a message about his official role popped up from the side.
It seemed that everything was implying that his actions were officially guided, if not officially sanctioned.
Da-da—da-da—
Minister Long's fingers rhythmically tapped the table, pondering what exactly was happening.
"Did someone set a trap for the Wu brothers? Or perhaps... set a trap for the officials?"
To him, Wu Liang alone couldn't orchestrate such an astounding precision strike.
This must have been Wu Ming's doing; his brother remains hidden in the shadows.
Moreover, Minister Long had a bad premonition.
In the last second before the screen vanished, he sharply noticed Wu Liang making a discreet leg-bending motion, as if preparing to leap.
