Madman and Emperor

Jiang Ping'an and Bai Li's faces changed drastically. Jiang Ping'an stepped sideways, shielding Bai Li behind him as he faced the sword point of the Daoist in blue. "Daoist, is there some misunderstanding here?"

"Scholar Jiang, judging by your expression, you must know she is a fox demon!" the Daoist in blue said coldly. "But do you know that she dug out and ate human hearts, taking seven or eight lives!"

"Unless you knew of it all along and indulged and sheltered her?"

Jiang Ping'an's expression changed violently, his face turning as pale as paper. In an instant, the image of that night—Bai Li with blood at the corner of her lips—surfaced in his mind.

Seeing that the truth had been exposed, Bai Li decisively spread her arms, gathered up her son and daughter, turned, and flew away, swift as a soaring swan.

The Daoist in blue had been watching Bai Li closely. Seeing her flee, he immediately shouted, "Demon, do not run!"

As he shouted, he vaulted over the dazed, vacant Jiang Ping'an and chased after Bai Li like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he caught up to her and thrust his sword into her back.

Bai Li screamed and fell to the ground. Yet as she fell, she used the last of her strength to twist herself around, taking the impact first and cushioning her two children with her body.

"Waaah! Waaah! Waaah..." The young and ignorant Jiang Zhang and Jiang Ying began to cry loudly.

Their crying jolted Jiang Ping'an back to his senses. He turned and ran over, dropping to his knees beside Bai Li. Bending over, he clutched her tightly and wept. "Wife..."

"Husband, I do not regret it. And you do not regret it either, do you?" Blood spilled from the corner