Murderer
Editor: Sparrow Translations
"From how things look, the people of Shang are rather hardy!"
Fang Yuan gulped the entire cup of sour wine and thought to himself.
The wine he was drinking was low in alcohol content and could not make him drunk. It was more like a cocktail.
Ever since he realised that the Shang people were created by him, he could feel a sense of familiarity with them.
Of course, it was only a tiny bit.
This sense of familiarity could at most make him help the Shang people out a little, but that was all.
"Jie…"
Meng Kuo entered the tent and had an uncomfortable expression on his face.
"Is there a problem out there?"
Fang Yuan wiped his mouth.
"Sigh… Senior Fang is unwilling to see you and had declined the possibility of rewarding you!"