Today's weather is really nice, the sun blazing overhead, and there's no shade outside the Meridian Gate, so the crowd watching the spectacle has slowly started to dwindle.
"Those damned nuns cheated me out of a lot of silver." Suddenly, a woman shouted as she rushed forward, carrying a bucket, "Get out of the way, let that damned Abbess taste my slop water..."
The crowd immediately parted to make a path.
Yu Qingge also pulled Yang Ruxin slightly to the side: "I've smelled the sour stench from far away."
Yang Ruxin sniffed and then raised her wrist, Xiaolun and her family seemed a bit agitated. Suddenly, her expression changed; the woman's bucket did not contain slop water but poison.
At the same time, she noticed those people across the way collectively pulling out cloths to cover their mouths and noses and drew their weapons.
