Looking at the cold muzzle of the cannon and the ferocious blood vessels on Zhu's arm, like a green dragon, kantlo bellowed in horror, "you! Are you out of you mind? Want to use such a thing in your own city!? Do you care about the lives of these nobles

robbers and nobles all looked at Zhu foolishly, and couldn't believe it was true

"own city!?" A puff of smoke came out of old Zhu's mouth and blocked his face. People couldn't see the expression on his face. They could only hear that voice was calm: "this city is sick, and it's not light! Now, I need this medicine to...