An Hengying waved his hand, signaling for the executions to proceed.
Immediately, the executioners wielding their broad blades swung down—the heads of over two hundred people fell to the ground.
These people were arrested in the morning, and by noon all were put to death, without even an interrogation. No one knew whether someone wanted to silence them, whether Inspector General Zhou Xi was eager to claim merit, or perhaps both.
"Zhou Xi." An Hengying, seeing the Wan Family annihilated, let his gaze flicker slightly, his voice deep as he spoke.
"Your subordinate is here."
"The Black Wind Stronghold has troubled the region—burning, killing, looting, committing every crime imaginable." His voice wasn't loud, yet everyone at the execution ground could hear him clearly.
"I grant you three days' time—encircle and exterminate them, leave none alive!"
"Your subordinate accepts the order!"
A hint of delight flashed in Zhou Xi's eyes.
