"We better not kill the wrong person!"
Three men in black, wielding large knives, stood in front of Lu Zezhong and Liu Yuheng.
At times, their knives were pointed at Liu Yuheng, and then at Lu Zezhong.
"Tell me, which one of you is Lu Zezhong?"
"I... I... I'm not Lu Zezhong!"
"I... I'm also not Lu Zezhong!"
Liu Yuheng and Lu Zezhong shook their heads, trembling, clinging to each other as if they couldn't stand up.
"Neither of them is Lu Zezhong. What do we do now?"
The men in black glanced at each other, seemingly lost for a decision.
"What else can we do? Retreat, we're in the heart of the Imperial Palace. Let's finish up and report back to the clan elder!"
"Clan elder? You... you wouldn't happen to be from the Li Family, would you?"
Lu Zezhong asked, shivering.
"Seems you have some insight, yes, my brothers and I are..."
"You brainless donkey dung, why are you answering everything he asks?
