In the center of the Imperial Capital's largest square, a massive platform had long since been erected. It was twenty meters on each side, with a scaffold in the middle.
The Grand General King, Xu Ji, was tightly bound to a massive iron pillar. He faced the towering Star Hall, his eyes closed, utterly silent.
At the four corners of the platform sat four elders in chairs, their eyes also closed as if in quiet contemplation.
The square was already packed with people, though no commoners were allowed entry. Those standing in the square were all members of the Imperial Capital's top aristocratic families.
Nearly everyone watched the middle-aged man on the scaffold with complicated expressions.
Even the rivals of the Xu Family likely felt little comfort at this moment.
In less than a month, the entire Imperial Capital had been turned upside down. By now, most people understood what had truly transpired.
