Clothing Looked Quite Formal

Chenliu, the Governor's Residence. Yang Ke, who had been sent out, had not returned. Only a box had come back. Zhang Miao frowned slightly and ordered his men to open it.

The instant the box was opened, there was a boom, and a swarm of flies flew out, forming a black cloud. A thick stench came with them, leaving everyone present dizzy and retching uncontrollably.

"Quick, quick, quick, quick! Take it outside!" Zhang Miao stumbled back several steps, covering his nose as he shouted.

The guards beside him immediately rushed forward. Enduring their nausea and keeping their eyes shut, they lifted the box and ran outside, making "Urk! Urk!" sounds as they went.

Zhang Miao endured the disgust and used his mental power to summon a gale that swept through the room. All the flies and stench filling the air were blown outside. Only after taking several deep breaths did Zhang Miao finally recover.

With an ashen expression, he sat where he was and listened to Liu Yi's report. The man who had left had been alive and well, yet what had returned was merely a mass of flesh and blood. After being delayed on the road, it had completely rotted and begun to stink...

It went without saying how this lump of rotten meat had come to be.

Bang! Zhang Miao viciously smashed the bronze wine cup on the table onto the floor. Still unsatisfied, he overturned the table before him and roared, "Damn bandits! How dare they humiliate me? How dare they humiliate me! I will mobilize a great army and wipe them out completely! I will boil their flesh and scatter their ashes! Scatter their ashes!!"

Liu Yi did not dare say anything at this point. He let Zhang Miao vent until he had calmed down somewhat,