Liu Yizhao walked in the King Lu Mountain in the darkness. He was very relaxed. He rarely had the time to be relaxed. He had always been bearing his mission. He could not let his guard down even for one moment.
Since that moment 18 years ago, he no longer lived for himself. He lived for his mission.
There were many female aristocrats and slave owners who chased after him, but Liu Yizhao remained alone. He was afraid that he would reveal secrets while he was sleep talking.
He cherished the memory of being part of the Imperial Dragon Soldiers. They were free of troubles and only had to do whatever the king told them to do. They did not need to think much.
As for their glory, relatives, and lives, the king would never treat his subordinates unfairly.
Everything seemed to be developing in a good direction. It was as if he could be a steady pawn without any worries. He enjoyed his job as a scout.
