Amidst the biting wind, Fang Che issued the command: "Executioners, to your positions!"
Twenty-two executioners stepped forward simultaneously, carrying their swords, each taking their place.
Fang Che then turned and bowed towards the high platform: "Chief, please give your instructions."
Zhao Shanhe, with a solemn expression, raised the Token in his hand.
The Token caught the sunlight, reflecting tens of thousands of golden rays.
"Execute!"
At the command, the executioners simultaneously sprayed the fiery liquor on their sword blades, raising all twenty-two swords.
The sunlight made them gleam.
Fang Che shouted loudly: "Heaven sees all, the wronged souls are not far! Today marks justice, and you must return the validation! Watch! Wait! On Huangquan Road, settle your scores and your grudges!"
"Kill!!"
With that order, the twenty-two swords fell simultaneously.
Thud!
The sword light descended, and the blood sprayed!
One cut, heads rolled!
