So Chen Cheng suspected that someone was lying in ambush ahead at Jin River Mouth.
Anthony's face darkened when he heard this. He was not afraid of being dragged down with Chen Cheng and losing his life; he was afraid that, after his death, someone would discover he was Count Siskek's knight captain. Then he would have brought ruin upon the lord he served.
Seeing Anthony's expression, Chen Cheng gave a cold laugh.
"You really are a loyal servant. Even now, you're still worrying about that damned count of yours.
"If those people back then had been half as loyal as you, how could the world have ended up like this?"
Thinking of She Li and the others, who had followed him and whose whereabouts were now unknown, Chen Cheng felt a dark fire flare inside him.
Before this, Chen Cheng had not been particularly attached to this world, so being hunted had not troubled him much. At most, he had thought of hiding his name and living out his life in comfort.
Now he had loved ones and companions, yet all of them had fallen into danger because of him. And when he traced it all back, the cause was not his father's generation governing the Empire incompetently, but the selfishness of a band of schemers.
How could Chen Cheng not be furious?
Anthony wanted to argue that Siskek was no damned count. But what Chen Cheng had said afterward was, to Anthony and almost everyone else under heaven, hard to fault.
Yet the old saying still held true under this ancient feudal system: the vassal of my vassal was not my vassal.
Thus, the subjects of the kingdoms could feel righteous indignation on moral grounds, but they would take no concrete action.
Seeing Anthony's expression, Chen Cheng snorted