Fu Tinghan watched his figure disappear, puzzled, and asked, "Why did you change your mind?"
Previously, she clearly appeared to want to make a public execution to serve as a warning to others.
Zhao Hanzhang said, "I've already killed someone before. As I see it today, he was indeed frightened, yet before I arrived, he still defied both heaven and earth without even putting on a facade of obeying overtly while disobeying covertly."
"So killing him wouldn't be of much use," Zhao Hanzhang's gaze deepened, "Since we need to kill, let's choose a bigger target."
Fu Tinghan didn't ask who she intended to kill, instead he asked, "Do you plan to use him?"
Zhao Hanzhang nodded, "Use him for now. Look at the weather."
Fu Tinghan turned his head to look outside, only to see the sky dark and overcast, heavy clouds pressing down, and the north wind blowing in waves, chilling to the bone.
Zhao Hanzhang said, "It's going to snow heavily."
