At this moment, in the compound of the Lian Clan's Clan Elders...
Zhao Tiezhu came trotting in, brimming with excitement as he reported everything about Yi Yun's family to Lian Chengyu.
"Young Master Lian is truly a master strategist! Yi Yun's house is completely plastered with cow dung now, hahaha!"
Zhao Tiezhu burst into laughter. Lian Chengyu merely gave a soft "Mm," waved his hand, and said, "You may go. Keep an eye on Jiang Xiaorou's household and report to me at once."
"Yes, yes, I'll go right away." Having received his orders, Zhao Tiezhu bowed and scraped as he backed out.
Zhao Tiezhu was in high spirits, feeling that Lian Chengyu valued him more and more. Whatever needed doing, Lian Chengyu came to him.
After Zhao Tiezhu left, Lian Chengyu calmly brought over a pot of tea, poured himself a cup, then filled another.
Just then, an old man in a yellow robe walked out of the inner room.
Smiling, he picked up the cup Lian Chengyu had just poured and took a light sip.
This old man was the patriarch of the Lian Clan.
"Chengyu, you handled this matter splendidly. I really am getting old." The old man shook his head. For the past few months, the Lian Clan had practically been run single-handedly by Lian Chengyu.
When Lian Chengyu had used able-bodied men to refine Desolate Bones, the old man in the yellow robe had been deeply worried. Refining Desolate Bones could kill people, and with the famine on top of that, it would sooner or later spark a riot among the people.
Even though Lian Chengyu had used Blood Dissolving Pills to stimulate those people's vitality and potential, temporarily stabilizing their conditions, this method of overdrawing their lives could not last. In a few more days,