"Every member of the Iron-Blooded Troop has their own rights. If they choose to be loyal to me, they can follow me to the battlefield throughout their lives. One day, if they feel tired and exhausted, they may choose to live in seclusion. Nobody is eligible to call herself master or force them into slavery!"
The whole Iron-Blooded Troop was dumbfounded.
One day, if they were tired of life on the battlefield, they could request to retire and return to their hometowns and live in seclusion. Could they do that?
She… would not force them to commit their whole life to her?
"So…" Feng Ruqing lowered her gaze at Feng Rushuang. She looked down at her with superiority. "Who are you… to claim yourself as the master of the Iron-Blooded Token?"
Feng Rushuang's face went pale white. She bit her lip hard and her petite body was trembling, "Sister, didn't you say earlier… that these people are your dogs?"
Why did she talk about human rights now?
