Shi Yong's head, with eyes wide open in disbelief, fell to the ground with a thud, devoid of any signs of life.
He stared intently ahead, as if he could see through the White Cloud Immortal Mountain and observe everyone in the Qingluan Palace.
"I bid my leave."
The Immortal Officials bowed and left the palace in an orderly manner.
When only two people remained, Hong Jing hesitated before speaking, "To execute him just like that? He was your fellow Sect member and had been serving under you for many years, acting on a Handwritten Decree no less. Spreading this might chill the hearts of our Sect, could there be any objections towards you?"
Under normal circumstances, it would have been acceptable.
After all, Qingluan's reputation for being impartial and just was well known; handling such matters decisively could even bolster his integrity.
But now was different, many were aware that Qingluan was investigating the issue with his mount.
