Richest Mogul

Chapter 1944

Kemp was also a little puzzled. Manfred was indeed acting unusually today.

Over the years, his methods had grown even sharper and more ruthless, but his emotions rarely showed. Yet tonight, even the guards could sense his bad mood -proof that he had lost control of his emotions.

Was it because of all the deaths in Briarpatch? Because Quillan was truly inhuman?

But that didn't seem right.

After all, Manfred had always been unreadable-his joys and sorrows never showing on his face. And he wasn't the type to be affected by such things.

Having followed him for years, Kemp knew that the only person who could ever affect his mood... was Vivian.

Thinking back to those few days years ago, when Vivian had been by his side- Manfred's eyes had held warmth, even laughter.

But since then, Kemp had never seen that look again. He quickly pushed aside his thoughts and instructed the guards.

"Stop speculating. Stop asking. Do you really think we can figure out what's on Mr. Atkinson's mind? Stay alert and keep watch. Briarpatch is too chaotic-there could be assassins lurking nearby."

With that, he scanned the surroundings, constantly on guard.

The guards immediately dropped their speculation and focused. If an assassin appeared, it would be serious.

...

his surroundings as silent as a dead city.

lit alley ahead, he

slowly toward

stillness around her. It was as if her mere presence could drive away all the darkness

the figure, and without realizing it, he

gaze. "There's...

looked again, just to be sure.

here. Ever since the food distribution started yesterday, most

light in Manfred's eyes

A hallucination-another one.

many times his mind had played tricks

ahead, he suddenly reined in his

asked,

Briarpatch's map, studied the road ahead, and answered, "My lord, if we go straight, pass two intersections, then turn left, we'll reach the government office's

paused for a moment before deciding. "Go

group immediately changed

office's front gate, the

most people had already fallen asleep, huddled by the

sound of hooves stirred them awake, they only squinted briefly before closing their

the endless sea of displaced people