I am a substitute

"Who sent you from the capital?" Zhao Kuo's eyes flickered and he hesitated for a moment. The next moment, Blaton Hardy raised his long sword and chopped off Zhao Kuo's right hand fingers. "Ah! Ah! I...I said!" Zhao Kuo only delayed for a while before Blaton Hardy pretended to chop him down with a knife. Zhao Kuo did not dare to delay any longer. "The order to deal with you came from the capital. As for who ordered it, I have no right to know. It was our Zhao family's ancestral family who contacted...