With a great shout, Elder Zhao aimed the dagger in his hand and lunged forward with it.
As he stabbed, everyone watched the dagger's trajectory, their eyes wide with horror.
Instantly, some people cried out, shutting their eyes, unable to bear the sight. Elder Zhao wasn't stabbing toward the Crowned Snake but at his own heart. With the force he was using, the blow would be fatal.
The Crowned Snake's Gaze glinted sharply, its expression one of pure ecstasy now that its great revenge was at hand. Everything it had done was for this moment—to force Zhao Changmin to commit suicide right before its eyes.
Fifty long years had passed. It had started as a simple, verdant, non-venomous House Snake, and step by step, it had made itself stronger. It had become a deadly venomous snake, then a mutated House Snake, fully awakening its intelligence and becoming an Essence, a Demon—all to exact revenge on the Zhao Family.
Its master could not have died so tragically for nothing.
