"Bro, where are we going?" Huangfu Yihui asked Yann Yao in a daze, feeling lost and upset as he ran away with him.
"To grab our stuff." Beads of sweat appeared on Yann Yao's forehead, evident that maintaining the domain was exceptionally taxing for him: "Then, we go find them. Right now, the people in the Imperial City can't be trusted."
The two headed to Huangfu Yihui's courtyard, sneaked in, and without hesitation, decided that since Southern Li was devoid of benevolence, they would be devoid of righteousness.
Everyone is living their first life; why sacrifice oneself for some so-called greater good?
They gathered all the rewards and the Empress's dowry they had received over the years, casting a fanatic glance toward the direction of the Treasure Pavilion.
Having come this far, why leave any retreat for themselves?
