"There's such a terrifying place in the Capital!" Xuemei's eyes widened, shocked that such a horrifying thing could happen right under the feet of the Son of Heaven.
Little Niqiu couldn't help but snort coldly and said mockingly, "There are many things like this in the world, it's just that the people in the court can't see them."
In the end, Little Niqiu still didn't trust the court; he was more willing to believe in the people of the Martial World, believing that those chivalrous heroes were the ones who truly punished the wicked and eliminated evil.
The court only made superficial efforts, focusing on the affairs of the rich while neglecting the lives of the common people.
The outside sky was dark, and the crescent moon hung high in the branches. The wind had picked up, too. She had been out for a long time and needed to return to the Manor; otherwise, her mistress would worry about her.
