The loud ring of the bells overtook the capital. Those were the bells of treason. The criminals were brought to the execution grounds for a public execution. Clans were to be wiped out of existence, and family properties to be burnt down to crisp.
Without regard for the valuable items inside, the apothecary was burnt down. As it burned away, so did the remaining hopes of the last two members of the Huang Family.
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The time to steal the defense map was drawing near. Qiang rolled past the roof tiles of the Yongzheng Army Headquarters building under the dimly lit crescent. Today was a perfect day for stealing, and even the moon was siding with Qiang.
Qiang tiptoed over the buildings before she found an unguarded window. She kicked the window open and swung inside the building, looking around to read any signs.
