Since ancient times, regardless of which dynasty is in power, haven't they always tried their best to deify the lord, tolerating no rebellion from the people?
Yet, when it comes to Seventh Brother, he doesn't seem to mind at all.
He is even afraid the common folks aren't criticizing him harshly enough.
This is rather strange.
"You're silly, Xiaoyue, you don't understand this."
Han Xiaoru, while cleaning the bloodstains from her body, looked at her freshly healed arm, and without fearing pain, came over with a smile: "We were born into humble circumstances, struggling as commoners, and what we most desire is of course enough food and drink. But after being fed and drunk, then what?
These people come alive, with various desires, and it's best not to live too cautiously. Whether good or bad, everyone criticizes and talks, which actually isn't a bad thing."
