On a snowy night,
The entire Guo Mansion, shrouded in lamplight, looked sinister and terrifying. The falling snow could not cover the stench of blood, nor could it drown out the screams echoing in the air,
A ruthless massacre was underway.
Gu Zhan sat at the entrance to the grand hall, listening and watching the slaughter. Yet he seemed to feel nothing, smiling faintly as he sipped his tea,
The two maidservants trembled in fear at his side, faces pale as death, dare not even breathe loudly.
After a long time, outside the inner courtyard,
Zuo Yang and Wu Xiang entered, carrying their blood-drenched Brocade Spring Sabers. Seeing Gu Zhan's indifferent posture in the hall, even as veterans of the Martial World, they couldn't help but feel their scalps crawl.
Neither of them were saints,
But to act so calmly while exterminating an entire family—impossible for them. They had never seen anyone wipe out men, women, and children so casually.
