Madness.

Hilda looked at the trashed ground and for a second pictured her broken skull on it. Even if she was halfway through the fourth level that still would've put her on the edge of life.

Zhi Rui smiled showing her pearly white teeth and threw Hilda a small green bean.

"It recovers some energy and calms down. Next time you can use the slave mark to announce your arrival, to avoid unnecessary death."

Hilda nodded and sighed, "What kind of person sleeps with a Warhammer by their bedside?"

Zhi Rui laughed. "How's my dear father?"

Hilda sat down on the bed

"Frustrated. He thought the emperor would punish him for a bit, but it only got worse. His soldier's morale is getting unstable, food s starting to become repetitive. He's trafficking people. He also bought a place in the lawless city, he made a deal with rogue alchemists to sell drugs there. He's a big fish, now his situation is turning around for the better."

Zhi Rui nodded. "Tell me about weaknesses."