He quickly found his own name among those strands of hair, his expression becoming unpredictable, ultimately turning pale with fear.
Because he suddenly thought, what if the person who cut off his hair had taken not his hair, but his head...
This thought not only surfaced in his mind but also in the minds of every Tu Country official and noble waking up to find a chill on their scalp.
However, this was merely the beginning...
Outside the city gates, countless citizens of Tu Country soon gathered. The hair that had not yet been collected shocked them. Even though they were naturally warlike, they were stunned by the spectacle.
Who could manage to stealthily take these people's hair overnight, and how powerful must they be?
Virtually every Tu Country citizen who gazed upon those fluttering strands of hair felt a chill on their neck, as if a sharp weapon was pressed against it, their blood frozen.
