Luo Feiyao knew nothing, as a privileged daughter from above, she didn't understand that these servants and slaves, who lived from hand to mouth, did not think about the future.
When they were hungry, where would they have the leisure to contemplate the distant future?
To these people, "future" was a luxury.
In their eyes, if they still had work to do, and they could have their fill for the day, then it was already a good day.
As for whether they served the Li Family, or worked for Huang An, there was no great difference, they were simply working for someone anyway.
And now, working for Huang An, they could fill their stomachs.
In that case, why couldn't they laugh out loud?
Huang An's initial preparations, especially the meticulous details, frightened her even more.
For instance, preparations to tie people up with ropes, assigning martial artists to supervise and prevent arson, selecting suitable patrol routes, and everything else.