If the king wants the subjects to die, the subjects have no choice but to die.
Alright.
That's an exaggeration.
Even after a great disaster, there must be chaos. Besides, Myanmar is inherently a Dragon's Den and Tiger's Lair, and ordinary people mostly never return after entering. At such times, one must think twice before acting.
But she is Hu Die.
Facing the prospect of leaving home, she felt no panic or resentment; there was just a slight regret for not being able to see the entire show through.
But then.
Look on the bright side.
This isn't a short play; who knows, someday it might be cut short like an incomplete series, destined to be a long, grand ongoing drama. It definitely can't end soon; at most, just a season finale.
There will surely be a second season, a third season...
Equally worth looking forward to.
She lifted the crystal glass to her lips, with a subtle smile playing at Hu Die's lips.
"What are you smiling at?"
