Chen Song said, "They drink blood and eat raw meat. You want to talk to them about courtesy? Do they even know how to write the word?"
This night seemed exceptionally quiet. In the past, even at night in the massive Royal Court, drunks would be shouting and playing drinking games. Burly men with too much energy and nowhere to vent it would abduct and humiliate women from neighboring tribes, leaving foul and obscene language echoing everywhere. Accompanied by the neighing of horses and the howling of wolves from who-knew-where, the nights were never truly peaceful.
But tonight, it was incredibly quiet. It was so quiet that it was almost suffocating. Amidst this boundless silence, even the most oblivious person sensed that something was wrong. They subtly huddled closer to the people next to them, seeking a shred of comfort.
