Chapitre 117: I'm More Coquettish Than Them

Su Wen clenched his fists unconsciously.

The citizens outside the city had been abandoned? As he thought about those emaciated faces along the way, the skeletons lying by the roadside, the children who craved for food, Su Wen felt as if a fire had been lit in his heart.

Ever since he transmigrated, Su Wen had been very satisfied with his life.

The start of his life was akin to throwing out a royal flush at the start of a card game, standing at the end of a life that others could never achieve.

Power, money were all easily obtained. Even the martial arts he saw had a complete system.

What he had to do and think about was to continue the Su family's power.

Usually, when they heard about the deaths of those at the border, the great disasters and plagues were like fairy tales to him.

It was merely a cold number.

In his opinion, which dynasty didn't go to war? Which dynasty did not have people going hungry?

Was it a big deal?