On the streets of Yanjing, there was a faint aura of killing intent and blood.
From the shadows, there were constantly gazes that fell on Su Mu.
However, as long as Su Mu casually released some of his aura, these gazes would immediately shrink back in fear, afraid that this fiendish person would come and find trouble with them.
As far as the eye could see, there were only a few stalls and shops that were still open.
Most of the people were hiding in their homes, waiting for the chaos to end.
However, it was very likely that he would die!
No one knew if the rebel army would break into the city or what they would do after that.
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"Husband, the Great Gan Empire in your world seems to be coming to an end."
Yu Hanmei's voice came from the oil-paper umbrella.
The scene in front of her gave her a general understanding of the situation in the world.
Su Mu nodded slightly:
