Red Makeup cast a coquettish glance at Shen Bai and refilled his teacup.
Shen Bai swirled his teacup, the smile on his face deepening.
...
Time passed, and the morning slipped away.
In Lingyun Dao, countless commoners had put down their work and were all heading toward the Vegetable Market.
They had received news that Zhang Dao Ling would be publicly beheaded today.
He was the highest-ranking official in Lingyun Dao.
The commoners had never witnessed such a spectacle, so they all rushed over.
At the Vegetable Market in Lingyun Dao, Shen Bai sat in the seat of honor, flanked by Wang Teng and Ma Yuan.
Shen Bai looked at the kneeling Zhang Dao Ling and asked, "Do you have any last words?"
Zhang Dao Ling knelt on the platform, a Wood Token stuck in the back of his clothing.
His eyes were utterly lifeless. Upon hearing Shen Bai speak, he lifted his head and cracked a miserable smile.
