Chapter 82:
Under the urging of the servants, the crowd and the pilgrims gradually dispersed.
The soldiers quickly arrived and collected the remains of the people killed by the fierce tiger on the street.
Gradually, the pilgrims returned to the temple, and everything seemed to return to normal.
Emperor Yonghe, feeling a little sad, left the crowd and turned away.
When he was young, he had seen officials and generals willingly sacrifice themselves for cultivators, but Qiao Pifu’s death, so heroic and tragic, being honored as a hero, was something he had never seen before.
Forty years had passed, and the previous generation had almost died out. Now, encountering a Qiao Pifu, he had wanted to take the risk to save him, but in the end, it was all in vain.
“At the moment when the building is about to collapse, if I could leave behind a few loyal and righteous seeds, it would slightly comfort my heart, but…”
He sighed faintly and gradually walked away.
“Your Majesty…” Guard Chu suddenly spoke.