"Medicine Emperor City!"
This had once been Han Feng's territory, but he had been taken out by them long ago. Now, this place once again welcomed the original culprits.
Xiao Yi Xian and Zi Yan descended from the sky. One wore white and a worn-out mask, while beside her was a purple-haired little girl with wings. Their appearance naturally drew countless eyes.
Looking at the Medicine Emperor City of old, a trace of surprise flashed through Xiao Yi Xian's eyes. She discovered that beggars were scattered everywhere within a mile outside the city—far too many of them...
"What happened here?"
Looking at the emaciated beggars, Zi Yan felt somewhat sympathetic as well. Going hungry felt absolutely awful.
What she hated most was going hungry.
Xiao Yi Xian looked at the crowd. Her Storage Ring flashed, and a table appeared before her. With a flick of white cloth, a pile of dry provisions appeared on it. She looked at them and said, "Everyone may come here to receive some money and food. If you are ill, I can treat you."
Xiao Yi Xian's voice, impossible to tell whether it belonged to a man or a woman, reached the beggars' ears. A glimmer of light suddenly flashed through their previously lifeless eyes.
The beggars present scrambled toward her, their skeletal faces displaying an expression called "longing."
Xiao Yi Xian faintly released a trace of pressure and said, "Line up. Come one at a time. I will take care of all of you."
Zi Yan also waved her hands and said with a smile, "Don't rush, everyone. Take it slowly. Dragon Sister will give everyone everything they need."
The beggars exchanged glances, then quietly formed a long line.
The first to approach Xiao Yi Xian was an old man. His trembling hands accepted