Lu Nanzhi sat under the banyan tree, with the residual light of drifting lanterns flickering like fireflies.
She spoke in a single breath for a long time, from her true thoughts on opposing the Awakening Bill, to her own ideals and ambitions... In fact, she shouldn't have said so much to the young man in front of her, even though he is the "key."
After the massacre in Lion Alley, it was just her fighting a lone battle.
The meeting room was filled with faces shrouded in gloom.
It was the same at Huazhi Building; everyone wore masks.
The Throne atop the pyramid signifies power and fame, yet those who sit on the Throne are destined to be lonely, for it is too high and too cold here, and even speaking a few words... proves difficult.
"Sigh..."
After saying so much, Lu Nanzhi finally stopped.
She let out a long breath, having spoken the truths she had accumulated over the years, and the metaphorical stone in her heart seemed to have finally hit the ground...
