"Isn't the old king still not dead?"
"Is it still that important if he dies now? He hasn't been able to govern for such a long time, and power has already been gradually dispersed. It's actually because he hasn't truly died that there hasn't been a real internal conflict."
"Hmm, you make a good point."
Slyther said with a smile, "Don't worry, I will inform Wen Mansha in advance if there is any danger. Although we are not that close, after all, it is your property, and nobody is going to touch my man's things."
"That's so cheesy!" Wu Heng smiled.
"Do you like to hear that?"
"I do, say more."
Slyther cupped his face and said softly, "My dear hubby, you're awesome."
After saying that, she kissed him deeply.
...
The next day, Wu Heng stepped down from the carriage.
After saying goodbye to the two of them, he walked directly toward the city outskirts.
On the carriage, two gazes followed him until he walked far away before turning back to return.
On the city streets.
