"Think about it carefully, eliminating unqualified seedlings is something every family does."
"And you, do you really dare to make all this public?"
Hewinia's words fell like a thousand-pound stone, directly crushing the man, causing him to half kneel in the snow, with his breathing, which had barely normalized, once again growing heavier.
He wasn't entirely ungrateful.
If, as Hewinia said, every family did this in their own Seed District, then the man who made it public would only have one outcome—death.
He simply wanted to get a hold over Hewinia, without offending the entire body of Nobles.
But why did it have to be this way.
The man clenched his fists tightly, while large beads of sweat fell from his forehead.
Watching the man's reaction, Hewinia slowly shook her head, muttered "How meaningless," and then turned to leave.
But just as she lifted her foot, the man's voice rang out again.
"So, does cruelty also count as part of the unspoken rules?"
