Morning light spilled over the ground, and dewdrops glistened.

The next day, in the grand hall of the Wei Kingdom's palace.

Wei Yuntian looked at the dozens of concubines and their families inside the hall, their faces pale, fear spreading unchecked across their brows.

Outside the hall, the cold wind howled, like the war drums of the enemy army rumbling, each beat striking at the hearts of everyone present.