Execution of the Great Nobles
Guided by the directions of the common people, Yang Jian wandered around and eventually arrived at the main gate of the imperial palace. However, the front of the palace was crowded with people, and countless citizens of Zhao Ge were jostling for a glimpse.
Among these numerous citizens, there were also many demons with distinctive features mingling in, their eyes shining just like the ordinary folk.
"Will the King come out today?"
"The King won't come out."
"Sigh, I also think the King won't come out."
Yang Jian scratched his head in confusion. If you're so sure Di Xin won't come out, why are you standing here at the main gate, waiting? Are you out of your minds?
Even the Heavenly Dog, just like Yang Jian, couldn't understand the actions of these citizens and asked, "If the King won't come out, what's the use of waiting here?"