That night, when Yue Jinghua returned to Duke Mansion exhausted, carrying a bloody severed head, the people at Duke Mansion were taken aback.
Others were not too perturbed, having seen Yue Jinghua's fierce and violent side before, and after a moment of astonishment, went back to their own business, some to sleep and others to tidy up.
The most shocked of all was Yue Minzhi, especially when he saw his sister carrying a bloody head, his mind went blank.
Even more surprising was the reaction of Lie Rou, who upon seeing the head, simply frowned and ordered Hongling to prepare hot water and fragrance.
"Huahua, what's that in your hand?" Ming Lang, who was chopped into a sorry state by the Lianyun Great Sword, was hardly recognizable, no wonder Yue Minzhi could not make it out.
"Ming Lang's head," Yue Jinghua was quite interested in the Holy Rune on Ming Lang's body, and the main part of his Holy Rune was on the back of his head, which was why she brought back the head.
