Han Lei stood in the morning light, gazing at the winding procession, and murmured softly to herself, "In chaotic times, heavy measures are needed, but punishment is not the goal; transformation is the foundation."
Her consciousness opened the system interface, where the words [Social Governance Module Activated] were displayed.
Da Si led the horse over: "Miss, everything is ready."
"Let's go." Han Lei boarded the carriage, "There is still a long journey ahead."
The vast procession of refugees left Mianning City, the wheels of the carriage rolling over the dusty official road, leaving a deep track. Just like the changes happening in this era—slow but irreversible...
And it was still early in the day when in front of the Prince Xiaoyao Mansion in the Capital City, a woman with her hair in a married woman's style stood dazedly at the mansion gate, holding a floral bundle in her hands.
Her figure in the sunlight appeared so frail and forlorn.
