Zhao Hong, Shen Fa, and Nangong Feiying came in haste and left in haste. Nangong Feiying barely even had time to wave to Yang Ge.
Yang Ge waved back and watched the three leave.
He knew another storm was about to begin...
"Does what's happening in the Southwest have anything to do with the White Lotus Cult?"
Yang Ge lowered his head and continued burning paper offerings as he asked quietly.
Flea considered for a moment before replying, "The White Lotus Cult has deep ties with the native chieftains in the Southwest, so it probably has some connection to this uprising, however slight. But as far as I know, this wasn't instigated by the White Lotus Cult, and none of its forces in the Southwest have taken part."
After a pause, he asked cautiously, "Shall I send someone to put in a word with the White Lotus Cult on your behalf?"
He knew about Yang Ge's friendship with the White Lotus Cult's Twelve Earthly Branches.
Yang Ge did not answer. He went straight to his second question. "You said earlier that the chieftain who raised an army in rebellion did so because he could no longer endure the authorities' oppression and humiliation... Is that just a slogan, or did it really happen?"
At that, Flea instinctively glanced at Zhao Miao.
Zhao Miao returned his glance, bewildered.
Choosing his words carefully, Flea said softly, "Second Master, as far as I know, some local officials in the Southwest, well... really don't behave like human beings. They treat the chieftains as household slaves and the common people as pigs and dogs..."
Yang Ge fell silent for a moment, then asked quietly, "Do you have a way to get a message to the chieftain leading the rebellion?"
Flea answered without hesitation, "Child's play!"
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