Su Qing sensed his movements and chopped off his arm. Kuchahar's screams echoed in the palace. Liya was frightened and hid in Tamu's arms, trembling.
Before anyone could react, Su Qing shot the guard who was about to send a letter to the army. Everything happened so quickly that no one could see how Su Qing attacked. One was injured, and the other was dead.
Moreover, she had no worries in the Western Regions, which did not belong to her country. Even the arm of the noble prince Kuchahar had been cut off.
Tamu was also shocked. He didn't doubt that if he ordered people to capture Su Qing, she would cut off his arm mercilessly.
"Men, take down Kuchahar's army."
Tamu ordered his subordinates to take down his big brother's army. He knew that he couldn't be soft-hearted anymore. Otherwise, he would lose his life. He was a brother to his big brother, but he didn't initially have good intentions.
