Translator: Pika

  Just like that, he chatted with Zheng Dan while harvesting Sang Qian’s endless stream of Rage points. If not for the ice cold prison carriage that constantly reminded him of his current situation, Zu An might have even felt as though he was on a holiday trip.

  The carriage left through the city gates. Zu An’s mind grew distracted as he watched the majestic city walls slowly grow further and further away.

  When he first arrived in this world, he had slowl..