Prefect Mansion of Nanshao Prefecture.
The atmosphere in the main hall was oppressive to the extreme, with three servants kneeling on the ground trembling violently.
In front of them was a square table case.
Atop the table case was a shocking view made of stacked human heads!
Prefect Ruan Zhaoming stared at the head on the very top, his complexion an iron blue.
It was the head of the chief steward from the Guarding Heavenly Master's residence.
Just three days before, he had been sharing drinks and merry conversation with the man within his own residence.
Now, they were forever parted by the boundary between life and death.
Although the chief steward's life and death were of no great significance, Ruan Zhaoming had always been using him.
He had never truly taken him seriously.
However, this Prefectural Governor, who wielded great authority over an entire prefecture, felt as if his face had been slapped into swelling.
Each head was a resounding slap to the face.