Chapter 817: Selling Intelligence

Zhao Xuanji put down the scissors in his hand and stood up, saying: "Since it's something concerning the Crown Prince, there's no time to waste. Please wait a moment, Master Factory. This old man will... general's warhorse will trample you to death and no one will collect your body."The patrolling soldier, upon seeing this, immediately shouted, "Alert!"A word of warning, and all the patrol squads aro...