Zhao Hanzhang stood on a restaurant looking down. From here, she could see the execution ground.
This time, thirty-eight people were being executed, all leaders of the bandits and their family heads.
Old Xun was the most furious, cursing all the way and continuing to curse even as he was forced to kneel on the execution ground.
Though the onlookers hated Xun Xiu, they hesitated to throw the stones in their hands at Old Xun's aged face, especially upon hearing his curses.
Old Xun did not resent Xun Xiu for implicating him in his death, but for dragging his entire family into the destruction of their ancestral line. This was his constant curse, and as the executioner's knife was about to be raised, he finally spat out his last words, "You are not my son. If there is a next life, you will be the pig or sheep in my pen, and I will definitely kill you!"
Xun Xiu's face was deathly pale. He had marks on his forehead and face where he'd been hit with stones, giving him a ghastly look.
