章 872: Chapter 55 After the Rain

A chill and ascetic rain of swords, five lives vanishing.

The last five senior members of the Taiping Canal Association plummeted into the lake, Pei Ye slowly sheathed his sword and turned his head to look towards the distant and imperious voice on the south bank.

Separated by the lake and the curtain of rain, an almost deathly silence pervaded the other side.

A distant figure in black robe, a Third-Rank Military Exploit, that was an air of someone long accustomed to high office, and some severe rage seemed on the verge of eruption.

Pei Ye gazed at him, but did not even grip his sword, as if certain that he dared not make a move.

The Taiping Canal Association had been dismantled, do you not realize what we might uncover from it, how could you rashly risk implicating yourself?