They could only tremble in this unknown terror, awaiting the judgment of fate.
...
Within the Royal Palace of the Great Jing Empire, violent tremors rocked the structure one after another, as if intent on utterly destroying this symbol of power.
Cracks spread rapidly across the palace walls like spiderwebs. Exquisite murals peeled and flaked away, and ornate crystal chandeliers swayed precariously, threatening to crash down at any moment.
Ye Lingyun stood at the center of this chaos, her long black dress fluttering gently in the turbulent air.
The cold, mocking smile on her face grew more pronounced as she parted her thin lips. "That fool, Ji Shengyue. After all this trouble, it's about time she faced reality.
"She really thought she was something special, trying to pull a fast one right under my nose.
"If I hadn't been pulling the strings behind the scenes, how could she have left the Royal Palace so easily?"
