Zhi Rui walked back to her manor.
Since the death of the elderly maid, no one volunteered to be her servant anymore. She could just ask and some would show for the job but Zhi Rui' was too tired to care.
She reached the front of her manor and looked around at the people walking.
To a place that's usually so full of life, the people were walking and talking like corpses.
Sandworm and Blue-amethyst, on their own way, used the incident of the elderly's assassination to incite rage against the big tribes by condemning the chief alphas.
It was all done subtly and silently. Always In small groups with whisperers.
No name is ever mentioned.
From their silence alone, Zhi Rui could tell how much their emotion was being influenced. Seeing the inner struggle within each citizen. Zhi Rui nodded inwardly.
'It was the right call to let that old lady die.' Zhi Rui thought.
