“The rules of the Bureau...”
There was a trace of dullness in Lucius’eyes. Although he didn’t want to admit Dudian’s words, but Dudian had let him see a bigger world. He recalled the many beliefs in his heart, even when he wanted to say it, he felt that he couldn’t stand because he couldn’t completely believe it.
Dudian saw the change in Lucius’expression. He knew that half of the ideas that he had instilled into him had succeeded. This was completely within his expectations. After all, the world described by the monastery was too beautiful, but what he was talking about was a real bloody world. Secondly, he believed that even if Lucius had a noble identity, his life would not be smooth sailing.
