Drip-drip.
Dark red blood plasma dripped down the blade of the lance onto the ground, spreading through the cracks between the cobblestones outside the hall, then dissolving into the clear waves, forming a faint mist of blood.
Shen Yi yanked the Dragon Lance from the delicate, fair neck of the beautiful woman.
Her face was etched with disbelief and fear, unable to comprehend how someone had brazenly stormed into her palace, crushed her son's chest, and then stabbed her so decisively.
She was no ordinary demon of the Aquatic Race, but the legitimate wife of Prince Six, known as the Dragon Consort.
The guards of the palace, her brother comparable to those of Baiyu Capital, and even Prince Six, seemed to have vanished, with no one paying any heed to the events unfolding here.
Was this still what was known as the Dragon Palace of the Lord of Nanhong?
"..."
Su Hongxiu suddenly felt uneasy.
They had agreed to kill his entire family.
