The burly executioner presses Yin Wanchang's head on the wooden pillow, and two burly executioners lock him with chains.

Yin Wanchang did not struggle, just like a humble dog, ready for death.

The people gathered around began to talk, some sighed and shook their heads, some rejoiced in misfortune, and others were indignant.

Among the crowd, Yin Jia's people were anxious to see Yin Wanchang on the scaffold, who was so confused.

And Danxuan, looking at Yin Wanchang on the execution platform with an empty squint, had a sense of familiarity in his heart. Once upon a time, he was not so badly tied to the abduction as a marionette...