Chapter 364: The Dust Settles

The great hall of the Jiang family estate, once a symbol of unshakeable power, was now a scene of ruin and quiet contemplation. The scent of blood and ozone still hung in the air, a grim reminder of the night's violent upheaval. Servants moved cautiously through the debris, their movements hushed and fearful, as the remaining family members stood in scattered, bewildered groups. Jiang Haitian was gone, his network of death soldiers dismantled, his twenty-year reign of terror brought to an abrupt...