Solun, Into the Dungeon

Solun's feelings for Maru had already surpassed even those Tangba Tusi and Yangjin had for him.

No, Tangba Tusi was still somewhat better. Yangjin seemed to have very little affection for her own son. In her eyes, everything was merely a tool—whether it was her husband or her son, they were nothing more than tools for her to control the Tumba Family.

She was immersed in power.

Other than power, she had no interest in anything at all.

Of course, there was also indulgence.

The indulgence of an earthly emperor.

"If you've truly made up your mind, then I support you as well," I said to Maru.

I thought it would be a good thing if he could really leave. As for the matter between Yangjin and me, there would always be a way to deal with it.

"Father, once I leave, I don't know when we'll be able to see each other again."

I looked at him. "You came to say goodbye to me?"

He nodded. "I have to leave before the ceremony. Mother will be very busy at that time and won't have time to watch me. She only told Solun to follow me. Solun said this is the best opportunity."

"When do you plan to leave?"

"Mother is going to the Municipal Official's place shortly. He'll take Zaxi away. Solun said that will be my best chance. He prepared two fast horses and some travel money for me."

I said, "How about this? Have Solun go to my room and take some more gold and silver. A poor family needs money for the road. But once you're outside, you must be careful. You understand that wealth should not be flaunted, right?"

He nodded. "Don't worry, Father. It's not my first time leaving home. Father, take care of