The National Preceptor questioned the King of Nanjiang for a long time, but the King remained silent. Gritting his teeth, the National Preceptor finally pulled the binoculars from the King’s hands and climbed the high platform to see for himself.
One look was all it took; the National Preceptor tumbled straight off the platform.
Disregarding his own pain, he scrambled over to the King of Nanjiang in a panic, trembling as he asked, "Heaven help us, what kind of terrifying weapon is that? How could it leave men torn limb from limb?"
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