Sun Bahu's imagined scene of everyone holding a bowl of hot soup and chanting his name aloud did not come true.
Although he had a good and well-thought plan, the territory's already rotten foundation had an extremely destructive impact during the implementation.
The curfew began at ten at night.
Su Mo stood by the window and watched the countless hungry ordinary people complaining to themselves but did not dare to speak to the authorities. They left the territory square on foot and headed back to their residents in the mountain.
Apparently, not only did some people miss out on their soup reward tonight, but the so-called distributed compensation was only a pitiful "Origin coin."
In the end, their hard work was…
Unpaid labor!
"This isn't going to be good. I'm afraid that Sun Bahu will be very frustrated with tonight's drama.
