A beast on a rampage tearing throughout a city would be far less terrifying than Qie Ranzhe at this moment. Given a choice, his victims would rather Qie Ranzhewent berserk and blindly slaughter at least then they had a chance to getaway. This calm yet sinister version of Qie Ranzhe had people walking on thin ice no matter who they were. Like a missile with a locked target, Qie Ranzhe was accurate and precise ruthlessly slashing his way through Zhao manor killing anyone who dared block his path. His sweetheart was missing and he knew who exactly the culprit was.
An oblivious Master Zhao was busy enjoying himself in the bedroom with one of his concubines when the door was suddenly kicked open. Five familiar faces entered the room disturbing the Prime Minister's humping session with his barely legal concubine. He was scared stiff with his tool inside the young maiden under him who was making exaggerated moaning sounds that could be heard across the entire mansion.
