Chairs ground against the floor as many officials got up and backed away. A large space opened up around Yu Yanluo. It was clear that after seeing the striking resemblance between Yu Yanluo and the Medusa Empress, the others already believed what Xu Yu and Xiao Yao had said.

Zu An had also examined the sculpture in that scene carefully. At first glance, the sculpture did seem to greatly resemble Yu Yanluo, but upon closer inspection, there seemed to be quite a few differences.

The sculpture’s age and temperament made her seem a bit more mature, and a sort of bewitching and dignified presence emanated from her. It made one feel as if they were looking at a powerful and dignified fiend deity, one who looked over all of the world’s suffering. Her eyes in particular looked beautiful and dangerous. Even looking at them through the screen had made the spectators’ fine hairs stand up.

Yu Yanluo’s presence, on the other hand, made people feel comfortable and relaxed. Perhaps because she had inherited her father’s outstanding genes, her face was more delicate and gentle. Comparatively speaking, she...