The censor realized that his conversation with Nangong Yan could not continue. This woman's heart was already twisted. It was not that she was unconvinced that she had lost, but she was simply venting her anger. She did not care who had offended her or who had not. In short, if they were not her dogs, she had to kill them all.
"Princess! Princess, we were wrong!" A timid commoner knelt on the ground in fear. He kowtowed to her and expressed his loyalty to her, pleading for her to forgive him.
Nangong Yan smiled brightly. She raised her hand, grabbed the bow and arrow in the guard's hand, and shot him to death!
This action stunned everyone.
The censor's eyes widened. Even Nangong Li's eyes revealed a trace of disbelief. He whispered, "Mother."
Nangong Yan turned her head coldly and stared at him with cold eyes. "You want to be my enemy too?"
Nangong Li opened his mouth, lowered his head, and cupped his hands. "I wouldn't dare."
