*Pfft...*
The palace maid suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood, her expression twisting into one of terror. Smoke began to rise from her body, and within moments, she disintegrated into ash, leaving only a pile of clothes scattered on the study floor. The scene was gruesome and profoundly chilling.
Zhao Gao flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind threw the study doors open, scattering the ashes until they vanished without a trace.
Chapter 118