Faced with Gao Xianzhong's counter-threat, Nanny Su's withered fingers tightened on the cane, her knuckles turning pale.
Then, she lifted her murky eyes and stared at him fiercely.
"Enough!" Feeling her nearing-the-end aura, Gao Xianzhong suddenly turned away with a flick of his sleeve.
"Since you like staying in this broken place so much, I won't clean it. After all..."
He turned back, showing a meaningful smile, "His Majesty will never step in here in this lifetime."
He walked slowly towards the palace gate but paused at the threshold, speaking without turning his head:
"For the sake of our years of acquaintance... when the day comes for you to breathe your last, I'll gift you a fine dark wood coffin."
With that, he left in great strides, leaving behind headless corpses scattered on the ground and the hunchbacked figure standing in a pool of blood, leaning on a cracked cane.
Zhou Qing, hidden in the shadows, took in everything before him.
