The man stood aside with a smile, watching outside the carriage curtains.
As the carriage passed, it represented the people of Great Qin, the majesty of the nation. As a veteran official, he had personally seen Great Qin rise to power under a situation of self-encouragement and support, the complexity of his thoughts was beyond the grasp of others, even the Imperial Grandson beside him couldn't fully comprehend it.
This world was a land fought for with every sword and knife by the elders of the past.
In his heart, complexity and sentimentality eventually turned into nostalgia.
Just then, he suddenly noticed a person who, unlike the other citizens respectfully watching the carriage, was walking alone in the opposite direction. That face disappeared in an instant, but the man in the carriage felt his heart skip a beat, and the eyes that were usually squinted opened slightly, revealing a pair of frost-white irises.
