The news spread, causing an uproar across the country.
Under the fear of impending doom, the citizens who once adored and respected the Holy Daughter began to publicly petition:
"Please, Holy Daughter, save us!"
"Please, Holy Daughter, sacrifice for Yu Country!"
"This is your mission!"
"…"
Xiao Jiangye found it hard to believe how quickly the people's attitude could change.
Even the Emperor knelt on the ground: "Holy Daughter, save Yu Country..."
At the altar's edge, Xiao Jiangye looked at the citizens she had saved countless times, yet now she saw eyes scorched by fear and hope.
On the day of sacrifice, dark clouds loomed overhead.
In the square of the once-sacred temple, a huge pile of wood was stacked in the center.
The Holy Daughter was adorned in her most luxurious attire, yet bound by an invisible force, step by step moving towards the pile.
…
In this lifetime, Xiao Jiangye was pushed onto the altar by the citizens she once loved most!
