"Your Highness, the soldiers I trained are only good at killing. If they hurt this distinguished guest, I'm afraid it will be a bad ending." Although Zhang He's words were somewhat implicit, his meaning was very clear. If he doesn't have the ability, don't get involved, otherwise he will only suffer. Although Wu Yong on the side didn't say anything, the look he gave Dustin was also filled with contempt. How can a young man with delicate skin and tender flesh be compared with these elites who train hard every day? I guess he is a young man from a noble family who is familiar with His Highness and wants to come here to make his presence felt. "You guys really don't know what's important." Li Juntang shook his head and smiled: "If you can really hurt Mr. Rhys, I will reward you with a thousand gold coins. I'm just afraid that you don't have the ability to do so." After hearing about the reward of a thousand ...