The light descended.
With a thud, it severed Mr. Shang's head with the wound, leaving a perfectly smooth neck cavity.
This spear wound must not be exposed.
"The General Inspector's son should have something good on him, right?"
Immediately began to collect the spoils...
The movements were swift, and it was completed in the blink of an eye.
Yemo, dressed in black, was driving a carriage towards Baiyun State.
On the carriage were the headless corpse of Mr. Shang from the Heavenly Palace and the bodies of two maids, gently shaking with the bumping of the road.
Mr. Shang's head had turned into dust, disappearing from the world.
Seeing the Baiyun State City Gate from afar, he fiercely whipped the horses pulling the carriage twice.
The horses neighed and galloped madly towards the city gate.
Yemo's figure in black had disappeared into the mountains and forests, turning into a wisp of light smoke slowly drifting away.
