The middle-aged scholar who came to deliver the invitation was stunned by Zhao Xing's response and took a long time to recover.
Upon realizing what Zhao Xing had said, a trace of anger flashed in his eyes, "In that case, I will return and report the reason, and I will convey Minister of Agriculture Zhao's words verbatim!"
After saying this, he planned to leave in a huff.
Zhao Xing waved his hand, and a gust of Gang Wind instantly trapped the middle-aged scholar, "Did I say you could leave?"
The middle-aged scholar was stunned, "I am a man of County Magistrate Shao. What are you trying to do!"
"You, a mere steward, with no official position or title, dare to shout in front of me?" Zhao Xing stared at him, "Do you really think you are an official? Kneel!"
Thunk~
The middle-aged scholar was immediately pressured by a tremendous force and knelt straight down.
"Crack~"
With just that, both his legs were crippled, his kneecaps completely shattered.