Bai Zhi'er, a small bundle, sat on the horse's back, raising her little head to look at the situation over there.
As Feng Fuce approached, the Imperial Guards recognized it was Marquis Wan and quickly cleared a path.
"Marquis, you're here just in time. We don't know how to handle this, should we report it to Your Majesty?"
Feng Fuce glanced coldly at the bloody thing on the ground.
It was faintly visible that it was a skinned human.
Such a horrific scene also frightened the Imperial Guards quite a bit.
Feng Fuce instinctively glanced back, seeing the distant Bai Zhi'er seemed unaware of what had happened.
He withdrew his gaze and ordered coldly, "I'll have my men handle this thing. Who sent this person?"
The Imperial Guards hurriedly said, "We don't know, a fast horse just came over, said nothing, threw down a sack, and left."
"When we opened the sack for a look, we discovered it was a person."
From the structure alone, the deceased was a woman.
