Night fell, and the village gates were tightly shut.
At Jiang Feng's insistence, the slaves' lives were spared for the time being.
All the slaves gathered together, as though awaiting judgment.
Nanfei walked over to Jiang Feng and said:
"I understand what you're thinking, but..."
"Imperial law isn't something any one person can shake."
"You can save their lives today, but what about later?"
"Beyond them, there are even more slaves. You can't possibly watch over every single one."
Jiang Feng turned to Nanfei and asked calmly, "Who made the imperial laws?"
Nanfei froze for a moment, then answered softly, "Naturally, they were jointly established by the Thirteen Imperial Clans."
Jiang Feng snorted coldly. He stepped forward and gazed into the endless night sky as he asked:
"Then what if someone wanted to rewrite the imperial laws?"
Nanfei's expression changed. "Rewrite the imperial laws?"
"That... that's impossible, unless the rule of the Thirteen Imperial Clans is overthrown..."
At those words, Nanfei's expression abruptly shifted. She seemed to have realized Jiang Feng's true intentions.
"Could it be... could it be that you..."
Jiang Feng said nothing. "Anything unreasonable should naturally be overthrown!"
After saying that, Jiang Feng leaped down from the wall and walked before the crowd.
"You're all safe now. Don't worry—we're only staying here for one night. We'll leave tomorrow morning."
"After that, you can continue living quietly here and cultivate in silence."
Jiang Feng dearly wished to free these people completely. With his current status, he could use a slave owner's authority to take them to the nearest city and have them emancipated through the Imperial Office.
Or he could keep these slaves by his side. Though he could not give them the status of free commoners, he could at least ensure they would not be oppressed.
However,