In the curtain of rain, the outer city and the main avenue, as well as the streets branching off, were soaked in blood water. The conspicuous red color could be clearly seen by everyone on the execution stage.

The rain struck their hopeless faces. Most of those dragged onto the execution stage were higher ups of the three great palaces. They knelt there, carrying the humiliation of defeat. In front of them was the dark curtain of rain, and when they lifted their heads, all they could see was the sharp and threatening executioner’s blade. They didn’t have much hope left.

However, in the corner of their eyes were three people whom they watched walk forth along the main street from the outer city wall. They watched them face the army of over ten thousand without slowing down at all. When they saw the main street and its surroundings run red with blood, waves of shock broke out in their hearts!

Their vision was getting hazier and hazier. Teng Lang, whose face was filled with rain and tears watched those three people, and felt like his throat had been blocked by something. 

“Brother Chu,...