Qian Country Capital City.
Grand Commandant's Mansion.
A middle-aged man sat in the Grand Commandant's chair, dressed in luxurious silk, his face chiseled as if carved by knife and axe, his eyes were cold and sinister, exuding an aura that was impossible to ignore.
In the center, there were many scattered corpse pieces.
Some had been pieced together, vaguely recognizable as the faces of Yuwen Dong, Sun Gu, and a few others.
Below, some attendants knelt with their heads bowed and eyes down, not daring to look up. The hall was silent, like the dead.
The fourth son of the Grand Commandant had died tragically in Bingzhou, and these people, lucky to have survived, dared not return directly to the capital.
After several days, risking their lives, they went to the valley and collected the bodies of Yuwen Dong and others, bringing them back to the Capital City.
Yuwen Dong's tragic death was expected to have angered the Grand Commandant.
