C1390 The Sword Clears

Lee Yun raised his hand.

Everyone looked at him in unison, but they saw that his expression was so innocent that it was like a primary school student raising his hand to answer a question. He did not look like a ruthless person who would say something like cutting a person's head!

"What?"

Wan Zicheng's expression froze, and his head turned stiffly towards him. "You say. . . "

"Yes