Qi Zhou was kicked aside like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the ground. Before he could recover his breath, Suchen strode forward and delivered a vicious Liver-Punch straight to his abdomen.
Qi Zhou curled up on the ground in agony, his hands tightly clutching his stomach. Beads of cold sweat rolled down his forehead, and his face was as pale as paper. "You... you slave, how dare you raise a hand against this marquise!" he stammered, his eyes filled with disbelief.
Suchen bent down to pick up the fallen sword. The blade gleamed coldly under the candlelight. Seeing this, the terror in Qi Zhou's eyes surged like a tidal wave. He looked at Suchen in horror, his voice cracking out of tune: "What... what are you doing? Don't... don't kill this marquise!"
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