"Peach blossoms are luxuriant, brilliant in their splendor. The maiden is betrothed, suited for her household..."
The wind blew across the desolate weeds as Fang Zishang leaned back beside the corpse of a Bride Monster, murmuring softly.
The sky, shedding its dark color, grew increasingly bright. The full moon was gradually being devoured, soon to vanish.
Fang Zishang picked up the wine jug and took a sip.
He turned, looked at the decaying corpse he had sliced into pieces, and laughed:
"My lady, oh my lady, for you, I have killed so many innocent people. If the old man knew, he surely wouldn't recognize me as the eldest son of the Fang Family any longer.
But it doesn't matter; I've already left Famous Sword Villa long ago. The only one I'm sorry for is our daughter.
Just hope heaven protects her, and lets her live the rest of her life safely... safely... safely..."
Fang Zishang muttered, yet his gaze slowly became bewildered.
"My lady, do we have a daughter? My lady?"
