After killing that general, Nangong Jie did not linger. He flew away at once.
After all, his trail had already been exposed. Slaughtering these mortals any further would achieve nothing.
And if he went on a killing spree, he might draw over those sword heroes and sword immortals from the renowned righteous sects!
All that remained were the soldiers and the Zhao Family members, their faces filled with utter despair.
"D-demon!"
At last, a maid's shriek shattered the silence.
Many of the soldiers who had lost their commanders fell into disarray, on the verge of collapse.
No matter how brave they were, they could not risk their lives against a demon!
Li Yao and the officials who arrived afterward had to spend considerable effort before they finally stabilized the situation.
Not long afterward, an elderly man clad in splendid brocade forced himself to remain calm and stepped forward with a bow. "This old man thanks you, benefactor, for saving our lives. If not for you, I would never have known that Steward Nangong was actually a demon!"
Though Li Yao wished to probe into the treasures of the Zhao residence, it was not convenient to bring it up at the moment. He could only suppress the thought and exchange a few polite words with the Zhao Family patriarch.
Suddenly, another scream rang out from within the residence.
"What happened?" the Zhao Family patriarch shouted angrily.
A servant came running over, crying, "Terrible news... The young miss says she has no face left to show anyone and has thrown herself into a well!"
Once Nangong Jie had left, perhaps having suffered too great a shock, Zhao Feifeng recalled everything that had happened. Overcome with shame and indignation, she truly wished herself dead and chose to take her own life!
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