Chapter 1103: The Mortal World
The endless succession of wars had ravaged this world, leaving it completely transformed.
Ruins and shattered walls stretched as far as the eye could see.
A bleak gloom shrouded the city. The former prosperity along the riverbanks had drowned in the flames of war; in its aftermath, only a desolate silence remained. Looking out, everything appeared unbearably pale and lifeless.
Wearing a conical straw hat, Mister Qingshan gazed at the scene, reflecting only that the affairs of the world are impermanent.
As he walked through the streets, armored soldiers surrounded him. A group of them was chasing down a lone fugitive. The fleeing man was a soldier under Prince Yu; likely driven to the absolute limits of terror, he cared for nothing but escape.
Chen Changsheng watched the fleeing man die under a hail of arrows. The corpse was then dragged away by the Yu Army—likely to be hauled outside the city and burned with the rest of the dead.
War was always cruel.
Chen Changsheng let out a breath and continued forward.
The army was sweeping through every household in the city, bound to extort some money along the way. In truth, their actions were no different from those of the vicious street gangs—it was all 'protection money,' just under a different name.