Everyone was ashen. The Eldest Princess's face turned pale in an instant. Terror and despair were written on her pallid face. When she looked at the smiling Ji Fengyan, holding the evil-vanquishing sword, it was as if she was seeing an evil demon that demanded her life.
"No… I beg you… don't do this…" It was as if the Eldest Princess sensed what would happen to her next. She cried bitterly as she looked at Ji Fengyan. The agony in her hands continually reminded her that the status she was so proud of—the Eldest Princess of the royal family—meant nothing to Ji Fengyan.
"I beg you… I was wrong… I really know that I was wrong…" The Eldest Princess looked at Ji Fengyan in fear. Her terror was so great, she was like a crazy person who had lost all reason.
Ji Fengyan looked smilingly at the crazed Eldest Princess. Her expression betrayed neither joy nor anger.
