In the twelfth year of Guangzong's reign, ninth month.
Song Shentong advanced by land and water, encircling Great Marsh Prefecture City.
The Liu Family, one of the city's great clans, acted as collaborators within. They opened the gates in the dead of night and surrendered the city, and Great Marsh Prefecture City fell!
Chaos!
The vast prefectural city was in utter turmoil everywhere!
Aaron had killed people, and there were still flecks of blood on him, yet he swaggered down the streets without anyone bothering him.
A few street thugs did try to rob him, but he killed them one at a time with heavy palm strikes. The surrounding crowd promptly scattered like birds and beasts.
Aaron's target was clear: Green Mountain Martial Hall!
Once the prefectural city fell, key locations such as the prefectural yamen, granaries, armory, and the residences of the great clans... were all dragon pools and tiger dens. Aaron had deliberately gone around them.
But ordinary places surely had little protection, making them perfect targets!
"Once I pass through this residential district, I'll reach Green Mountain Martial Hall."
He walked through an alley and saw many residences being looted, with nobody doing anything about it—or rather, there was simply no way to handle it all.
Crying, screaming, cursing, and firelight melded together, like hell on earth...
"Mother!"
As Aaron passed a common house, he saw its door wide open. A delicate little girl, pretty as carved jade and snow, lay crying on the ground.
Several people lay in pools of blood beside her.
He had not intended to interfere, but when he looked again and saw the cinnabar mole between the little girl's brows, he recognized her. "Nannan?"
Aaron immediately turned and entered the house.
The bedroom door stood open. Several thugs were holding down