The girl clad in red lightly placed her hands on her abdomen, her features delicate and handsome as she raised her head to gaze at the bright moon in the sky.
Behind her, within the Tan Residence, slaughter was silently underway.
A Martial Artist adorned with a red tassel held a sharp blade, slitting the throats of those who had yet to react, enveloping the already chilling and bleak Tan Residence with an even thicker aura of blood.
The young girl exhaled a breath of white air.
Previously, she had not known that the "Lord" was the young mistress.
But now she understood.
After throwing the white paper into the furnace, it was consumed by the fierce flames, just like the identity of "Tan Yurou."