The Jade Rabbit sank in the west, and the eastern sky had begun to pale.
Zeng Family Manor's long night was finally coming to an end.
The cold dawn wind was thick with a sickening stench of blood.
"Too many people died tonight!" a True Person sighed. "Far too many!"
Another True Person shook his head. "Compared with the grudges the Zeng Family has accumulated over all these years, is it really so many deaths if that's all it takes to settle them?"
Pan Long and Lu Xi'an nodded together.
Higher up in the sky, Min Kun let out a deep sigh.
"Perhaps this is for the best," he murmured. "I'll treat it as... washing my hands in the golden basin and leaving the Martial World behind."
Over the course of that night's revenge, 404 people died at Zeng Family Manor.
Including those who had died the previous morning, the Zeng Clan had lost more than nine hundred people in a single day and night—just shy of a thousand.
But the Zeng Family remained.
By Lu Xi'an's estimate, the Zeng Family should still have a little over three thousand members.
With that many people, the Zeng Family remained a prominent house of You Province and a renowned family throughout the land.
Besides, Zeng Xiaoqiang was still alive. The Zeng Family still had a True Person to watch over it.
After a day and night of cleansing by Buddha Light and blood, the Zeng Family had shed its "bad assets." Even if those who remained did not strive to better themselves, they would at least keep their heads down and obey the rules.
Such a family might not have what it took to expand, but it should have no trouble preserving what it had.
Before long, the Zeng Family disciples who