The Devil On My Shoulder

When everyone saw Yang Yiting coming in, they all saluted her in unison. "We have seen Princess Xuan."

Yang Yiting nodded, without any extra politeness, and asked directly, "How is the situation with the people in Licheng?"

Cao Xun sighed deeply and said in a somber tone. "Actually, after Licheng was attacked by Beidi's army, not many people survived, and most of them were old and weak, women and children. The thirty people who were slaughtered today were all old people, and young children. There are a few young children among them who are only five or six years old. This He Lian Cheng, what the hell is he doing all this for?"

Thinking of the thirty blood-soaked heads hanging above the tower, Cao Xun only felt his blood surging, and he could not wait to rush towards He Lian Cheng immediately and slash the damned general with his blade.