After checking Yu Fu's breathing, the soldier turned toward Wen Kang. Clasping his fists, he calmly reported, "Your Majesty, the tyrant has died."
At his words, a wave of relief quietly spread through the crowd.
After a moment of silence, Wen Kang stood up, walked down the platform, and boarded the imperial carriage.
Standing beside the carriage, the chief eunuch announced, "Returning to the imperial palace!"
As his shrill voice echoed through the silent surroundings, everyone knelt down and said in unison, "Respectfully sending off the Emperor!"
Just as the imperial carriage disappeared into the distance, the clear sky suddenly dimmed.
Looking up, the common people saw thick, dark thunderclouds gathered above their heads.
"Look! Rain clouds!"
An old man's eyes lit up at this scene. He stood up and excitedly shouted, "Heaven has forgiven us!"
When his words fell, the others laughed joyfully, "We are safe now!"
