Xi Dingzhou, Ministry of Punishment.
Archive Room.
Bing Hongcai let out a huge yawn, his eyes slightly teary, as he looked at the last few archives on the desk in front of him and finally felt a sense of relief wash over him as if the hardship had finally turned sweet.
It hadn't been easy...
Already 37 years old, the heart of this secret chaser from the Ministry was filled with tears of blood. The feeling of relaxation at this moment was even more delightful than when he had made a breakthrough in his Inner Strength as a youth. During this time, as he read quietly, that slightly irritable temperament would sometimes arise, and then be suppressed again. Looking back now, his state of mind seemed to have slightly improved.
Bing Hongcai placed the volume in his hand on the desk, and unwittingly spaced out.
Perhaps, taking some time each day to read these volumes wasn't a bad idea after all.
