The streets and alleys of the State of Chu capital were filled with an atmosphere of unprecedented fervor.
As news of the rebel army’s surrender spread through the city like a spring breeze, the nerves, previously taut from the stresses of war, relaxed instantly, replaced by cheers and bubbling excitement.
Inside a teahouse, a middle-aged man slammed his palm on the table, his face flushed red and his voice trembling with agitation. "Have you heard? That old villain Yuwen Tai is dead! Lord Fengjun shot him through the heart with a single arrow!"
Chapter 307