Inside the blood-red coffin lay two naked people side by side.
One was the captain of the Mirror Guard, the other the Executive Officer of the Southern City.
Members of the "Three Offices of the Imperial City" were pressed together in such intimate fashion, yet King Wuguan greeted only one of them.
A small knife traveled through the air, leaving scarcely more than a thread of cold light. It neatly sliced off a thin strip of flesh, which trembled faintly between damp, cold fingers.
The pitiful Mirror Guard captain let out a muffled groan, yet could not move. He could only vent all his pain through the spasms of his muscles.
Executive Officer Chen Kaixu's eyes were wide as he stared fixedly at that Pig Mask.
King Wuguan carefully laid the thin slice of flesh over his face, as though applying makeup for him. "You can speak. Why aren't you saying anything?"
"There has never been a shortage of blind fools in this world, but after all these years, the Jing Kingdom still stands tall. No one who has provoked the Jing Kingdom's majesty has ever come to a good end." Chen Kaixu said hatefully, "Falling into your hands only means I was inferior in skill. There is nothing to say. The Central Empire will speak for me!"
"Spirited!" King Wuguan offered a brief compliment, then cut the Mirror Guard captain beside him twice more before continuing casually, "Do you know anyone from the One Truth Sect? Or rather... are you One Truth Sect? We have a collaboration to discuss, but ever since their Dao Leader vanished, One Truth Sect has become impossible to contact."
"As though it never existed." Chen Kaixu glared at her. "That will be your end as well!"
"Fine, you missed an opportunity." King Wuguan smiled