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After the wedding ceremony, Xu Qianqian's emotions settled somewhat.

At this point, there were still six days until Shen Lang headed north for his ultimate Great Decisive Battle with Jiang Li.

The next day, Shen Lang strolled through Xuanwu City with her. Most of it had already been destroyed, and nearly all the houses had been rebuilt in the urban style of the new energy civilization.

The only thing unchanged was the Jin Family's Xuanwu Duke's Manor.

The two of them walked from Xuanwu City into the Duke's Manor.

"The old world was better," Xu Qianqian suddenly said.

"Why?" Shen Lang asked.

"The old world was freer. You could do whatever you wanted and make a grand display of your ambitions," Xu Qianqian said. "In this world, everyone has to struggle for a mission. Aside from a select few, everyone else seems to have lost their value, like some component in a machine."

No wonder Xu Qianqian felt this way. She was a merchant, yet in the present world, whether in the Great Qian Empire or the Jiang Li Empire, there was no longer any room for merchants to operate.

All necessities of life were distributed by allocation. Almost everyone had their own assigned task, everyone had to obey deployment, and not a trace of energy or productivity could be wasted.

Thus, every person truly seemed like a part in some gigantic machine, with the distinct feeling of being a screw.

"After I was captured, I was immediately frozen into hibernation. I never saw MuLan, nor did I see Chou Yao'er. I'm sorry," Xu Qianqian said softly.

"It's nothing," Shen Lang said.

Then he returned to his own courtyard and stood before the Enemies Wall, looking at the sole name written upon it: Jiang Li.

After hesitating slightly, he wiped