Watching the snowflakes fluttering down from the sky, falling on his face, melting into water, melancholically adhering to his handsome cheeks and dropping down.
Uncertain if it was snow or tears.
Following the Emperor, speaking indifferently.
"The offspring of the Great General will receive a title. Mrs. Yao will be granted the title of Imperial Consort. The coronation will take place in five days. Send this news to the front lines. If the General cannot return victorious, the Yao Clan will be eradicated!"
Everyone understood the Emperor's decree. Should General Yao be victorious, his daughter would be conferred as the Imperial Consort in reward. If defeated, the Yao Clan would be eradicated.
All were terrified. Victory or defeat was the usual business of war, but no one had ever heard of a family being wiped out due to their loss—clearly, the Emperor was harshly threatening the Yao Clan.
Only victory was allowed; defeat meant death! Victory, however, meant a great reward...
