Zeng Anmin's gaze was sharper than ever before.
He stared at the official before him, a trace of Killing Intent showing between his brows.
"Xuanlun Mountain Villa's grain ships were hijacked by river bandits?"
The official's expression was equally unsightly. "The news came at noon today."
"How are the disaster victims now?"
"Reporting to you, sir, the disaster victims throughout Xiliu are gathered inside and outside Fengyang Prefecture City."
"Won't they try to run elsewhere?"
"To the east lies the great canyon, while the west is the sea. To the north and south, Earth Dragon Overturns have sent huge boulders tumbling down, blocking the roads."
Zeng Anmin gained a rough understanding of Xiliu's situation.
Those disaster victims who could flee had already left the great canyon and escaped by water.
Those remaining were all unable to flee.
The whole of Xiliu was bare and desolate.
Even the bark had been gnawed clean from the trees.
It could be said that the crisis across Xiliu now far exceeded his expectations.
"First, have the one hundred and twenty thousand shi of grain unloaded from the ships."
Zeng Anmin looked deeply at the official before him. "Make it last for as long as it can."
"Yes."
After a brief discussion, Zeng Anmin led his people into Fengyang Prefecture City of Xiliu Road.
He stood atop the city wall.
His gaze was cool and clear.
The city was packed wall to wall with disaster victims.
Outside the city were even more disaster victims, packed just as tightly.
A casual glance revealed several hundred thousand disaster victims gathered together...
Most of those still strong enough to run about came from Xuanlun Mountain Villa.
They were distributing porridge, doing everything they could to treat the disaster victims.
It was precisely because of them that