g his own head off with his own hands.Under the pervasive fear, Wang Tenghuan felt like a flickering candle in the wind,隨時 ready to be snuffed out.Until two Imperial Guards pressed him into the snow,...th the stench of blood and a deathly, putrid smell.In this scene, if one were not physically present here, even the most imaginative person would struggle to conceive that such a place as this exists...