Within the bustling streets of Chao Ge City, Feng Xue strolled leisurely, although the existence of the City God Temple had harmed the interests of many people, the fact that King Zhou, the issuer of the order, was addicted to the virtual world meant that these spineless fellows lacked the courage to truly stand against the Heavenly Court, which managed affairs even after death.
What? Someone with a backbone?
The last person with a backbone seemed to have charged headlong to his death.
However, as for these matters, Feng Xue had no intention of getting involved. The rise and fall of dynasties followed its own cycle; the world still adhered to the feudal system, which in itself was a rather twisted structure. Even if he were indeed capable of extending the national fortune of the Great Shang, without a complete reform of the system, this situation of strong vassals and a weak king would not change.
