Zhao Hanguang's body slowly slid down the palace pillar, leaving a shocking, trailing streak of blood.
Everyone stood frozen, stunned into a long silence.
Shen Yanchuan watched the scene unfold in silence, his eyes dark and somber.
In truth, he had guessed before the morning court session that Zhao Hanguang would make a move. He just hadn't expected him to choose such a drastic method.
"Send Mr. Zhao on his way."
The cold, clear voice finally brought everyone back to their senses.
Eunuch Li glanced cautiously at Emperor Muwu. The emperor closed his eyes for a moment, then raised a hand.
"Give him a proper burial."
Guards immediately came forward and carried away Zhao Hanguang's body, leaving only the streak of blood, starkly red against the floor.
Emperor Muwu opened his eyes again. His gaze was now utterly cold and severe as he stared fixedly at Xu Jie.
