The man who spoke was tall and burly, swaying like a giant god.

He has a dark face and a mighty appearance, especially his beard is like a halberd and angry, which adds a bit of majestic spirit.

Those who can publicly humiliate heroes on such occasions are naturally not ordinary people.

Although he did this, he was angry, but also because he had the capital.

After all, if you want to fight alone, no one among the people present can match it.

This time he fought with Xu Le, he was also regarded as the only candidate who could compete with Xu Le in the fight.

This is naturally the overlord of the Western Qin Dynasty, Xue Ju. His temper is not good at all, and after drinking too much, he becomes even more arrogant and domineering.

No one wanted to be the first to cause trouble, and they all bowed their heads and said nothing, and the scene was quite awkward.

But Xue Ju still refused to give in and shouted loudly, but he didn't notice that the association rate's face had become gloomy.

Suddenly, the association threw the wine bowl in his hand hard to the ground.

This sound scared everyone, and even Xue Ju's voice stopped abruptly.

The association rate looked at him coldly, and Xue Ju realized something and quickly gave him a smile.

But before he could speak, the gangster's hand had already slapped his shoulder.

"General Xue... said it well! Xiao Wang has recorded your loyalty.

Since you said that, Xiao Wang is counting on you to bring Xu Le's head back.
Chapter completed!