"Year! From now on, you have to live well on your own. Live well..."
The last rays of the setting sun fell upon the carved beams of the grand hall.
A beautiful woman, her eyes red from crying, was forcibly dragged away by two old men.
The rest of the crowd surged forward, rushing into the grand hall.
"You wretched slut! So what if your aptitude is superior and your talent is outstanding?"
"You were just told to serve Young Master Hu in his bed, and you actually dared to resist?"
"Hmph, don't you know that Young Master Hu is a chosen prodigy of the Murong family, one of the Golden Clans? Countless others would kill for the fortune of being Young Master Hu's cauldron!"
"Hilarious. Did you really think that just because you became the number one talent, you could restore your former glory?"
"Wait, there's still a kid in the palace!"
