The heavens and earth are silent.
Thousands of high-ranking members of the All Clans bow their heads, not daring to make a sound.
With trembling hands, Emperor Tian closed the trunk of the Fusang Tree, and sat in the pavilion nearby, gazing around. Memories of the past flooded his mind, and tears welled up in his eyes.
He was a proud man.
He had never cried, regardless of the hardships he faced.
Yet now, he couldn't control his emotions.
The empty Tang Valley no longer had scenes of the nine Three-legged Golden Crows frolicking.
He clearly remembered when the nine children were young, every time he finished his official duties and came to Tang Valley, those little ones would gather around him, asking about his well-being.
The Hall of All Clans is vast.
But the only place that made him feel warm was Tang Valley.
"Investigate!"
"What are you standing around for?"
"Hurry and investigate!"
"I must know who was so daring to kill my offspring!"
