Capital city.
On the three-mile-long street…
In the evening glow, the street was tainted blood red, as a cold and bleak atmosphere spread throughout.
Blood was destined to spill on this day. The citizens of the capital city had gone home early to hide.
The noble, aristocratic families—who were usually indifferent and intimidating and who saw themselves as tigers—were tragically screaming nonstop and bleeding.
Though the public wanted to vent out their anger, they were terribly afraid.
This resulted in an empty three-mile-long street.
The blood on Luo Cheng's armor had not dried yet. Meanwhile, He Shou, who was carried by Luo Cheng in one hand, looked despaired.
On the other end of the long street, there was a massive army wearing full-body armor and carrying a shield on their left arm.
Although it was just a regular army, Luo Cheng was surprised that there was such a troop in the capital city.
