"Have you entered Manifestation in the Spiritual Realm?"
The Tai Monarch calmly asked.
"No."
Feng Wuyou shook his head.
"Oh, so you think you don't have many years left and decided to seek death voluntarily to earn a martyr's name?"
The Tai Monarch sneered with a sharp and sarcastic tone, "If the great expansion you've led is declassified and made public, forget about being a 'martyr', the Judicial Court will definitely brand you a 'traitor', infamous for eternity.
Every citizen of Heng Province, those innocent people who lost children, who lost families, I believe they would gladly spit on your tombstone, maybe even do worse."
Feng Wuyou's face remained calm, the Lord Governor did not speak, and the years etched a rugged line on his face, making him appear like a silent statue.
But once he opened his mouth, that unrestrained air naturally emerged with the posture of a seasoned veteran.
"Once a person is dead, who cares about all that. You are becoming more human, Tai."
