Over by the wasteland in Qingshui County, the work for the craftsmen was nearing completion. These craftsmen were brought over by Zhao Zun from Qingshui County.
While working in Qingshui County, these craftsmen were required to maintain strict confidentiality. So they knew what to do.
After agreeing, the craftsmen went off to tend to their own tasks. Zhao Zun removed the Love Lock from around his neck, holding it in his palm and gently caressing it.
"Girl, the cement factory has begun construction according to your designs. When will you come back?" Zhao Zun murmured softly as he looked at the Love Lock.
Today was March 15th. A full moon hung high, casting down its cold silver light, enveloping Fufeng County in a serene and long-lasting atmosphere.
On the hillside, King of Cangzhou Zhao Zun tightly held the emerald green Love Lock, his compassionate gaze piercing through the layers of night, seemingly wishing to see Han Lei far away in Jingzhou.
