The sun shone brightly in the sky, approaching its zenith. It was almost noon.
The person in charge of the execution, Elder Huang Qizheng, approached with his back bent. He pointed at the clock in the center of Jiu You Platform and respectfully said, "Prince Yan, the hour is here, it's time for the execution."
Yan Xun laughed plainly, prepared to play the situation by ear. He flicked his sleeves and replied, "Elder Huang, please."
Huang Qizheng stood upright, maintaining a confident posture. His voice reverberated loud and far, declaring, "The hour is here. Bring out the prisoners for the execution!"
"Carry out the execution!" someone announced.
