The image of Quan Zhan being beheaded spread throughout the entire Holy Glory Empire via energy crystals.

No one will feel sorry for his final confession, because... they were all deeply hurt by this "king" who was once the most trusted of them.

The massacre of more than half of Fengyuan City will never just be a memory; it will become history, a bloody lesson.

Next, Quan Ji walked behind Quan Yao.

She wasn't so pretentious with Quan Yao.

Quan Yao's speech nerves had been damaged by Quan Ji, and she could only make "woo woo woo" sounds. No one could see any trace of the glory that belonged to the beautiful second princess of the empire on her body.

She was a pathetic stray dog.

Some people almost vomited when they looked at her swirling face.

The children in the audience were so frightened that they burst into tears: "Mommy...Mommy, there's a monster...I'm scared..."

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. This is Quan Yao, a traitor. If you ever dare to do anything that betrays our country, you'll turn into this monster too, understand?"

"I understand... Waaah, I... I promise I will never do anything that would let my country down again."

It looks so terrifying that it has become a nightmare for children.

Quan Yao was so angry that she felt humiliated. She had never suffered such a disgrace in her life!

But at this moment, she was even more afraid... She had already figured it out, so what if she was ugly? Being able to live was more important than anything else, but... Quan Zhan had just died in front of her, blood spurting from his neck.

She was scared, really scared.

She wanted Quan Ji to spare her life, to do anything she wanted, as long as she could live.

However, Kwon Ji only responded with a cold and sarcastic laugh.

"Quan Yao, did you ever imagine you'd end up like this? Facing everyone in Shengyao City, your disgraceful behavior is being broadcast live to the entire nation."

"Are you scared? You're not scared."

"Do you remember how you've always targeted me since we were kids, trying to trample me under your feet?"

"I remember asking you when I was little, 'I haven't done anything, so why are you making things difficult for me?'"

Do you remember your answer?

"you say……"

Because I'm happy.

“From that day on, I will never ask why again, nor will I tell you anything, so you never imagined that you would end up in this situation, that you would be despised by the whole country.”

"You've been a flower raised in a greenhouse since you were little, unable to withstand wind and rain, while I'm a blade of grass that grits its teeth to survive in the storm, so... you wouldn't understand what it means to cherish."

"Look closely, this is the last time you'll see this world."

Quan Ji doesn't consider herself a good person, nor does she think that the pain she experienced growing up made her so invincible, which is fortunate.

Harm is harm, no matter how much it causes, it's still harm. Why should anyone try to understand it?

Quan Ji always had grievances, but she never told anyone, silently enduring all this injustice.

Why?

Because no one else would listen, she could only talk to herself.

Now, she can finally say these words to the woman she has hated for two lifetimes.

People say that the squeaky wheel gets the grease, and Quan Yao is a perfect example; she got everything she could from a young age.

As for Quan Ji, it's not that she can't cry, it's that even if she cries, no one will give her candy.

She could only watch as Quan Yao flaunted her "candy" in front of her every time she got it, then trampled the "candy" she longed for under her feet and slandered her.

She was repeatedly put in trouble because of Quan Yao, something she would never forget in her life.

Quan Ji took a deep breath, lifted Quan Yao's hair with one hand, and raised the monarch's sword with the other.

"Promise me, in your next life, you will be a good person."