After hearing Chang Mang's words, the people around him joked, "Chang Mang, don't brag about your brother."
"That's right. We didn't see anything special about him."
Chang Mang's eyes widened as he scolded, "You guys know nothing! His talent is definitely beyond mine! He's not just beyond. In the entire Thunder Courtyard, no, the entire Holy Region, no one is comparable to him!"
Seeing how agitated Chang Mang was, everyone no longer harbored this topic. They only smiled without saying anything.
Time flew.
In the blink of an eye, another month had passed.
Jue Wu had been hanged at the city gate for a month.
As she was already severely injured, she looked even more miserable after being exposed to the wind and sun for many days.
To take revenge on Jue Wu, Li Yingying would send people to feed Jue Wu medicine every day.
This medicine could keep one's mind clear. Its purpose was to make Jue Wu feel the pain and humiliation.