Now looking down again.
All his trusted aides had been brought to justice, and the City Lord's Mansion, once as luxurious as the Imperial Palace, no longer belonged to him.
Right now he truly regretted it so much his intestines were turning green.
If Heaven gave him another chance, he definitely wouldn't be so arrogant and overbearing; he'd surely keep a low profile when exercising his power.
As for this City Lord's Mansion—so what if he'd built it that big?
In the end, didn't he still have to hand it over to someone else?
All told, he had lived here for just over half a year.
That's right, this City Lord's Mansion had only been completed for less than half a year, and he'd actually moved in only a few months ago; yet in these few short months he hadn't even managed to walk around every corner of Chengdu Prefecture, and it had already become smoke in the wind.
For the first time, he felt this enormous residence was actually so desolate, so sorrowful.
