The middle-aged man staggered to his feet, his clothes soaked with rain and blood.
"It's you... sitting in the wheelchair, you are the City Lord..."
He walked unsteadily, clenching his fists so tightly that his bones cracked.
"Looking down on us little people struggling must be interesting, right? Making us live and work according to the rules you set... must be fun, right? I used to see you as the hero I worshipped, but when I was hit by that anesthesia gun, I understood..." Jeremy dragged his leg, laughing maniacally with a fierce look in his eyes: "...ha, hahaha... we've all been deceived—we've all been domesticated by 'Dawn,' it placed the Taming Ring around our necks, driving us like dogs, and yet we willingly became part of the City-State, enslaved for life..."
Su Ming'an yawned, not saying a word.
Jeremy's gaze was heavy.
"—City Lord, aren't you the hero who led Doomsday City to resist? Aren't you the most intelligent genius of all time?
