Fang Yun first slaughtered the people of the Qing River Trading Company, then publicly hanged Hua Qingniang.
The entire venue fell silent, not even a crow or sparrow making a sound.
Such thunderous measures had not been heard of in years. They could only have appeared back when the kingdoms stood in opposition to one another.
"You..." Zong Ganyu's face turned livid with anger. He had never expected Fang Yun to turn a deaf ear to his warning, utterly disregarding him, the head of the Zong Family.
A wild light flashed in the Qing Lord's eyes. Hua Qingniang's words before her death had left him unable to defend himself even with a hundred mouths. Now that she was dead, even a thousand methods could not wash away his disgrace.
The Qing Lord had come to the Jing Kingdom to meet his old lovers, but Fang Yun had killed them all.
The Qing Lord's gaze swept over the hundred-odd corpses and settled on the women from the pleasure houses. His teeth ground audibly.
The Qing Kingdom's officials and the descendants of the Zong and Lei Families felt chilled to the bone. Only now did they abruptly wake to the truth: this Void Sage Fang before them had never been some pedantic disciple of the Confucian School. He was the Mad Sovereign who had once slaughtered human traffickers in Ning'an County, the man the Demon Realm called a demon king. Some had even nicknamed him "Fang Old Devil."
Yi Zhishi watched Fang Yun, his gaze shifting, as though winds and clouds were changing within his eyes. No one knew what he was contemplating.
The Flower Lord waved his arms and stamped his feet, crying loudly, "Well killed! Well killed! Only this could display a Void Sage's thunderous might!"
A faint smile actually