He trembled violently, collapsing to his knees with a loud thud, nearly bowing his head to the ground.
"The sinners of Chongyang Temple shall be executed as of today..."
"Executed!"
The three women froze where they stood.
Min Ning turned her head in disbelief, exclaiming, "You did all this?"
Yin Weiyin hesitated momentarily, her gaze sweeping across the corpses strewn across the ground.
So... it was all me who slew them?!
That wasn't a dream!
In the instant her thoughts turned, the female crown felt as if her entire world had been upended.
"It was nothing,"
The white-robed female crown held her sword at an angle before her, her sleeves fluttering as she softly intoned:
"In a dream, I slew three million ghosts, yet I've never used the flying sword to claim a human head!"
Such was her casual and unrestrained momentum.
Min Ning's pupils contracted sharply, her heart skipping a beat for no reason, as the jade hairpin in her hair seemed to inexplicably grow heavier.
