It was in February, Qiling. Lightning pierced the sky, and thunder roared.
"Rumble..."
Lightning split down from the dark night sky, tearing it in two parts with its bright cold light.
The deafening sound of thunder followed.
Around the Prefect's Mansion and Donglai post house were in chaos. People were woken up by the great change. They ran outside and saw a red, burning world. Panic, anxiety, confusion, and bewilderment appeared in their eyes looking at the tragedy on the earth.
In the Prefect's Mansion, after the fake prefect revealed his face, Gu Yunxi pointed at him and shouted,
"Master, it's him! He shut the real Feng Yunheng away in the Prefect's Mansion's secret room underground!"
The wind brought Gu Yunxi's excited shouts to them. Leng Qingtang and the fake prefect both tur
