Un... unemployed...?
The Jiangbei Water Family guard standing beside the bridge stood rooted to the spot, his face blank and frightened, his legs trembling slightly. Just moments ago, Chen Fan had approached him with a friendly smile and asked him to notify the Family Head.
Although he had never imagined he would one day speak to such an important figure and had been rather nervous, he had still grumbled inwardly that rumors really did people harm.
People outside said Chen Fan had been insulted by the Pill Sect one day.
Then he had wiped out the Pill Sect the next.
They made him sound positively bloodthirsty.
But he seemed perfectly nice now.
Yet shortly after the Family Head arrived with a group of core members, they had all died. The Jiangnan Shui Family had been erased, and the bridges they had built would soon collapse as well.
There would be no more bridges between Jiangnan and Jiangbei.
"Hurry up, Qian Ming!"
The other Jiangnan Shui Family guards beside him urged him anxiously, "Get back to Jiangnan while the bridge is still standing! Once it collapses, you won't be able to go back. Do you want to stay in Jiangbei forever?"
"Jiangbei is a godforsaken backwater!"
"I..."
The guard instinctively ran a few steps after them, then suddenly stopped and said hesitantly, "Even if I go back, I won't find work anytime soon. Didn't Domain Lord Chen just say he could rebuild the bridges? He'll definitely need people to guard them then, right? Maybe I can find work in the Mortal Domain."
"Why don't you stay too?"
"We could stay together?"
"Build them, my ass!"
The anxious guard snapped in frustration, "Only those few factions have known how to build bridges all these years. Do you think it's easy? If everyone