Chapter 140 A Life Worth Less Than a Dog

• Liying Manor sat in the northern suburbs of the capital, wrapped in blue-green hills and deep shade, with stone bridges over clear streams and sprawling grounds.
• Right as the sun dipped below the horizon, the afterglow lit the clouds in a blaze of red.
• Lewis Snow didn’t rush once he arrived. He walked the outer rim of the manor, unhurried, thinking, “Putting up a private estate on land like this in the capital… the Northstars really do have serious pull.”