Chen Shouyi actually didn't like this.
Really didn't like it.
It made him feel very lonely.
But what could be done? It was all because he was too powerful.
This was the price of being the strongest.
Fortunately, he was used to it from a young age; aside from the few friends and family, there were pitifully few people he could communicate with.
The only difference was that before, he had no presence, now it was reverence.
He silently finished his breakfast, then stood up quietly and returned to his room; throughout, no one disturbed him, everything was silent.
...
In the pouring rain, the soldiers on the front lines began an emergency retreat. On the muddy dirt road, countless trucks loaded with soldiers flowed in an endless stream, their eyes blank and uneasy, clearly unaware of what had happened, perhaps faintly guessing.
