JUDGEMENT

Wang Xiu stood in the middle of a crowd wearing her fox mask. The dome was filled with men and women wearing their formal attire. While everyone was clean and fully dressed, a man kneeling on the floor was naked, bruised, and dirty.

Shi Hong laughed with his devilish sneer. "Thank you for making my death special, your majesty."

She strutted slowly to the man with a gun in her hand and smiled.

"You chose to kill someone special to me, I would make your death memorable for everyone to see."

Shi Hong mocked, "You won't kill me, you haven't killed anyone, you're too soft. Grandpa's little girl."

Wang Xiu stretched her arms and aimed at the man's head.

"Any last words???"

"Yes."

"What is it???"