In the gloomy, sinister Imperial Prison, a few ever-burning lamps gave off a feeble glow.
Jia Huan entered the cell once more.
Xue Fu cowered in a corner, his eyes filled with terror.
"Time to be on your way."
Jia Huan swung his saber, and a bloodied head rolled to the ground.
Xue Eunuch Dog's portrait appeared on the panel in his mind.
Second rank, middle grade Sin Value!
The same as the abbot of the Fortune and Prosperity Zen Temple, who had spread a plague through poison.
This old eunuch dog was steeped in evil too. He had slaughtered over eighteen thousand innocent refugees to pass their heads off as military trophies and butchered a thousand pitiful children. And that was without mentioning how, as a man in power, a single official document from him could decide the fate of countless commoners.
He deserved ten thousand deaths!
Jia Huan ordered:
"Throw his corpse into the Mass Burial Ground. Let the wild dogs and vultures feast!"
"Yes, sir!" The two men in Flying Fish Uniforms immediately carried out his order.
Jia Huan entered the other cells.
The Leisurely Daoist, who ranked high on the Heavenly Ranking, trembled all over. Facing death, he had none of a master's poise left and pleaded through tears:
"I beg Lord Jia to show mercy and spare my life. I am willing to become your most loyal dog. Whoever you tell me to bite, I will bite."
"Lord Jia, the burden of your killings is too great. It will hinder your cultivation!"
Jia Huan laughed silently.
"The more I kill, the stronger my cultivation gets!"
The Embroidered Spring Saber left its sheath and swept across the neck, cleanly severing the head.
Within the time it took to drink a cup of tea, the Qi'an Office