Anjing had no idea what was going on in Prince De's mind. Ever since the Prince had taken the head of Protector-General Song, he had remained silent at his side, his eyes clear but distant, as if he were completely detached from his surroundings.
Anjing guessed that the Prince's true self was likely busy reporting back to his superiors, leaving Zheng Mo—the shell he currently inhabited—standing there in a daze, awaiting further instructions.
But Anjing was different. He was busy, his workload was heavy, and he had no time to rest.
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