The lifeline Cheonhwageom had made wasn't exactly a pleasant sight, aesthetically speaking.

After all, it was essentially a noose looped around someone's neck, with her holding the leash.

This kind of thing was especially unsettling to the people of Zhongyuan, likely due to some ancestral trauma. Every citizen of Zhongyuan was the descendant of those who were enslaved, dragged around like cattle by madmen on horseback, reduced to second-class citizens. This was before the Zhu clan rose up, took control, and established their own rule.

In Zhongyuan, even though slaves were treated poorly, it was rare to see collars. The …