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.

...

the dark night, his surroundings as silent

the dimly lit alley ahead, he saw a familiar

slowly toward him, just

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

eyes locked onto the figure, and without realizing it, he asked, "Do you see that

gaze. "There's... no

just to be sure. There was definitely

beggars didn't come here. Ever since the food distribution started

finish speaking, the faint light in

A hallucination-another one.

had lost count of how many times his mind had played tricks on

ahead, he suddenly reined in his horse. Narrowing

path before him, he asked, "Where

we go straight, pass two intersections, then turn

a moment before deciding. "Go to the front

group immediately

neared the government office's front gate, the crowd

since it was late at night, most people had already fallen asleep, huddled

the sound of hooves stirred them awake, they

scanned the endless sea of displaced people with