Jian Wushuang was unsure of the other party's intentions in making such remarks, and dared not respond, only listening awkwardly.
"I truly envy you Inheritors. You possess great potential and formidable strength, unlike me, burdened with trivial matters all day long!" Wu Zuo exclaimed, almost mistaking tea for wine, as he continued to narrate his difficulties.
Jian Wushuang, sitting beside him, shook his head in sympathy. The two of them seemed remarkably alike, facing a series of misfortunes one after another.
Wu Zuo faced continuous setbacks, with his luck only being relatively good when the Elder Palace was just established.
However, as time went on, he was burdened with all the dirty and exhausting tasks in the Northern Region. In the end, he gained little benefit, and his reputation was tarnished.
