Bodyguard

Senior Shou had been packing up for a while, but he eventually gave up. He did not want to leave.

This place was not just his home. It was everything to him. In royal court, he was middle-class. He could live a decent life without superb skills or peerless kung fu. He did not know what to do if he left royal court.

Stay on the grassland? He knew nothing about pasture; Go back to the Central Plain? Border garrison would probably regard him as a spy. He didn't look like a Central Plain resident except for his Central Plains Chinese.

Senior Shou took a sigh and sat on a high stool. He decided not to leave, and comforted himself: King Kuari might not retaliate. There was no point in an elephant trifling with a rat.

There was a hint of reason in his heart reminding him how hypocritical this comfort was, but Senior Shou could not let it show. "One hundred and two taels, take it, it's the salary and compensation for this month. Now go."