Right there, Yuan Shu used Yang Xiu's blood to scribble a war declaration on a piece of cloth and threw it directly at Yang Biao's face, "I'm giving you face, letting you prepare your family's private troops. Accept this war declaration, today the Yang Family and Yuan Family will meet their fate!"
Yang Biao was completely bewildered at this moment. After being hit by a blood-spattered war declaration from Yuan Shu, he immediately shouted, ordering servants to seize Yuan Shu. He hadn't seen anyone so unrestrained in someone else's house for so many years.
"Capture them all, except for Yuan Shu, regardless of life or death!" Yang Biao looked at Yang Xiu lying in a pool of blood with shallow breaths, a sword still stuck in his chest, and hurriedly called for his family's private troops.
