Chapter 228: The Northwest King's Ruthless Wits

The dense forest looked bare in late autumn. In the Northwest, autumn was far colder than in the Southern Region. Most of the vegetation already stood naked. Only a few shriveled yellow leaves still clung stubbornly to the branches. A gust of autumn wind swept through. The defiant leaves finally lost their grip and fluttered down, one of them landing on the shoulder of a worker busy at his task. The roar of engines rolled again and again, echoing through the entire quarry. At the main gate of...