Blood splattered three feet into the air, the warm sensation touching Yan Wanqing's cheek.
She wiped it away with the back of her hand and stepped into the grand hall.
"The situation..." Xiao Pingfeng came from behind, his tone turning grave upon seeing the bodies strewn all over the floor, "isn't looking good."
Yan Wanqing's expression was solemn.
"We're too late, Gesang has been killed."
His death was a pitiful sight, his head severed from his body.
He couldn't be deader.
Xiao Pingfeng advanced two steps ahead and saw the head among the bodies.
Gesang had just enough time to move during the period Yan Wanqing went missing. He had no intention to care about what this woman wanted to do, focusing all his thoughts on finding Yan Wanqing.
"That night, I saw her sneaking around outside the City Lord Residence and followed her out, then I encountered..." Yan Wanqing thought of something unpleasant and stopped talking.
