"The esteemed Sin Lord isn't targeting you. Well, given the current situation with Zhuang Country, the Irredeemable City still needs to make its stance known." As daylight broke, Zhu Weiwo sat in front of Jiang Wang and explained, "I'm wanted too, you know."
Jiang Wang pretended not to notice the red marks on his neck and said graciously, "Of course, I completely understand."
Zhu Weiwo turned his head to look out the window, "Ha, how is Xiao Shu doing?"
"No new developments," Jiang Wang replied.
"He really is someone who can keep it steady," Zhu Weiwo remarked.
Jiang Wang wanted to say, "Senior Brother, you also keep it steady." But after thinking about it, he ultimately didn't say it.
Forty days may seem long, yet compared to a person's entire life, it's truly too short.
Each passing day brings Xiao Shu closer to that conclusion named death.
Such pressure is unimaginable to ordinary people.
