"Young Master Wei, this way," the guard said, leading the way ahead.
Gongshu Feng followed behind, looking back every few steps.
His younger brother's words still echoed endlessly in his ears.
I'll decide what happens from now on...
It left him feeling lost.
For more than ten years, he had never truly made any decisions—adopted by the clan, chosen by the clan, devoting himself to Mechanism Art research, becoming a disciple of the main branch, sent to Jinxia by Gongshu Wang... Most of his life had been spent following the Gongshu Clan's instructions. All he had needed to do was carry them out to the best of his ability.
Before coming to the Qi State, Gongshu Feng had never thought there was anything wrong with that. Everyone else did the same, including Gongshu Jin. In fact, his younger brother had done even better than he had when it came to completing assignments. Gongshu Jin had always been the first to find the answers to most research projects assigned by the clan. Faced with that talent, even Gongshu Feng had felt a trace of envy...
When Gongshu Jin had vomited himself senseless aboard the ship and had no choice but to rely on Gongshu Feng's care, Gongshu Feng had finally experienced what it felt like to take the lead. Besides, while he could not match his brother's talent for Mechanism Art, he was still a cut above him at handling people and social dealings. That would be crucial for building connections with Miss Mo and the other higher-ups in Jinxia City. This mission was bound to revolve around him.
Yet Gongshu Jin had once again gone ahead of him.
—He had decided his own future without permission.
Not even the clan's orders could bind him anymore.
Even now, Gongshu Feng still