But in this world, once one has chosen this path, there can be no affectation anymore.
The 2,000 construction laborers used as bait, the Chen Mansion, which vanished today with the simple utterance of "kill" by that clerk who overstepped his boundaries—here, there is countless times more bloodshed compared to the war-torn areas of the future world.
Zheng Fan took a deep breath, gritted his teeth, and muttered to himself, "I can't be a burden anymore."
At this moment, Siniang's figure appeared before him, walking slowly toward him.
Upon seeing this, Ding Hao immediately left. He knew Zheng Fan and Siniang had a master-servant relationship, but he had also seen Siniang leave Zheng Fan's room in the morning.
Siniang draped a cloak over Zheng Fan and said softly, "My lord, would you like me to sit with you for a while longer?"
"No need. Go back and pack. We're leaving tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll head back to serve you."
"Playing with needles again?"
