Manor.
Secret room.
The old man was caught in a dilemma.
Reveal?
Or not reveal.
Once revealed, it would be airing dirty laundry in public, which is no small matter, not just a question of lost face. After all this time, it's our own people fighting each other, what a big misunderstanding!
Do not reveal.
But how to cover it up?
"Hiss!"
Headache.
I was just planning to fish, but didn't expect to hook my own sleeve, tugging hard, tearing the clothes apart only to realize. No, this news cannot spread, he has to cover it up.
With that thought.
The old man was extremely depressed.
Digging out groundhogs.
He dug them out, but doesn't want anyone to know, so he has to refill the soil painstakingly, it's truly ridiculous, "Seal the information, don't let outsiders know, they are 'Heavy Fist' people."
"Yes."
Also lucky.
Just had a battle.
Almost no survivors from other consortiums.
Even if alive.
