C223 Miserable

The plaza before the Imperial Palace was teeming with people. A sea of heads stretched across the vast open space, encircling the towering martial stage in a spectacle of grandeur.

Yet, amidst the tens of thousands gathered, a hush had fallen. Eyes wide with terror were fixed on the stage, where a scene of shocking proportions unfolded.

Zhang Jingyi, enshrouded in a black aura