Southern Dipper Kunlun, Sect Master Yan the Double Agent

Huang Clan Head had never imagined, even until his death, that he would die in his own home, and so easily at that.

Even until his death, he had never imagined that the dignified New Emperor of the Great Ying Divine Dynasty would personally come to his door, say only a few words, and then strike without mercy.

If such conduct were to spread—

It would simply shatter people's worldview, crush all sense of grandeur, and send one's standing plummeting out of the Great Wilderness.

Put normally, it also meant completely disregarding both the open rules and the unspoken ones, flipping the table and setting the house on fire. A fine way to end up with no friends.

Uh, although the New Emperor had no need for many friends. A few who could stand on the same level and converse with her were enough.

She did not care about the rest.

She did not even care about the Great Ying Divine Dynasty. Her foundation was not tied to the nation's fate.

Now that she sat in that position, diligently handling her affairs each day was merely because she did not wish to casually abandon her responsibilities.

Jia Yi gave Huang Clan Head's corpse a faint glance, took one step forward, turned, and left.

Huang Clan Head's corpse remained slumped against the wall, eyes wide open, completely unnoticed.

After a long while, a terrified scream that shook heaven and earth rang out from the ancestral hall.

"Clan Head's soul lamp has gone out!"

Once Huang Clan Head's body was discovered, the entire Huang Clan fell into panic. Their upper ranks immediately sealed off the news, intending first to determine what had happened. After all, the clan head dying suddenly in his own home was no trivial matter.

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