Even if there were some innocent people among them, so what?
From the moment they boarded the ships, intending to invade this land, they were already burdened with sin.
In his mind, Wutou was already calculating whether he should add a few more hours of labor to their daily schedule.
Working tirelessly in the wasteland, Mountain Leader and his men had long since gone numb in their minds.
Over the past few years, it wasn't that they hadn't tried to escape, but every attempt had ended in failure. What greeted them upon their return was only heavier farm work.
After going through this cycle several times, even his former trusted confidants refused to join him in his restless plotting.
Especially recently, there were fewer and fewer people around him willing to chat. The subordinates who used to respect him now seemed to be avoiding him.
"I just saw him. It looks like that Magistrate is here again."
Whenever Mr. Lang mentioned Gu Wenheng, his eyes filled with hatred.
