MM Racing 89-29 Famine
89-29 Famine
A massive shadow slowly approached them. Qinglan jumped up, "Oh my god! After all this time, we've finally arrived at the Giant Front! Could this be Huo Min?" Yan Fuxue gently pressed down on his shoulder. Mo Bei stared intently, then exclaimed, "What's going on! This city..."
The city seemed desolate, like a child long separated from its mother, giving rise to a sense of helplessness as it was constantly pulled apart by various forces.
Mo Bei entered the city and saw a lifeless street. On one side of the street, rioters smashed up shops, stole the last bit of food, and set houses on fire. They shouted, "The capital has long abandoned us! Whoever grabs it gets it!"
Across the street, an elderly man with white hair hung a faded red flag in front of his house. Every day he sat there, gazing north. Some called him a fool, others threw stones at him. He just sat there, motionless. The red flag fluttered in the wind.
Mo Bei couldn't stand it any longer and rushed forward, shielding the old man behind her. Qing Lan immediately followed, shouting, "What do you want? What kind of skill is it to bully an old man?" The thug pulled out a rusty knife from behind his back and held up a finger. Mo Bei was somewhat puzzled, but Qing Lan lowered her voice, "You only want the life of a handsome guy? Then it's my choice." As she spoke, musical notes flickered in her hand. The thug still held his finger straight up, showing no intention of making a move. This left Qing Lan and Qing Lan bewildered, and they turned to look at Yan Fuxue, who was taking care of the old man. Hong Qi walked through the city, looking at the burial pits everywhere, where some people were still dissecting corpses.
Hong Qi spoke up: "There's a famine."
Upon hearing this, Mo Bei immediately took out bread and water for the old man, but the old man simply shook his head: "Give it to Lord Dongfang Guicheng, I'm not important." Mo Bei said, "It's alright, you eat, I have plenty more." The thug became angry upon seeing this: "Didn't you say I wanted something? I asked for nothing and you won't even give me a bite of food, giving it to that idiot? You think I'm easy to mess with, don't you?" After giving the bread and water to the old man, Mo Bei showed no mercy, unleashing a burst of lightning as a greeting, and the thug collapsed to the ground, kicking up dust.
As one foot stepped into the city, dust billowed up, and a man in brocade robes entered. Seeing Mo Bei bullying someone, he immediately rushed forward, pulled a gleaming medal from his pocket, and said, "I, Inva from the capital, have come to verify the food shortage. I saw you bullying someone as soon as I entered. It's necessary to come with me to meet your city lord." Before Mo Bei could speak, several soft needles flew out from behind him, binding Mo Bei. Seeing this, Qing Lan immediately stepped forward: "Inva, although this guy always tries to steal my spotlight, is it really necessary to arrest him?" Inva merely returned a glance: "The city lord will decide." Qing Lan was frightened and hid back in Yan Fuxue's arms: "So fierce!" Yan Fuxue said, "Let's follow first." The old man simply raised his hand, finding no one paying him any attention. Hong Qibai, returning after walking back, was filled with mixed emotions, only to find that the three had vanished.
Upon seeing the scene on the street, Inva angrily flung open the gates of the city lord's mansion. The interior was utterly dark. The cold glint of the needle in Inva's hand filled the entire room; there was no one inside.
Inva slammed his fist against the wall: "That wretched Dongfang Gui, he's plundered the grain, where can we find any enjoyment!" The wall cracked from the blow, and a few specks of dust fell. Seeing this, Qinglan shrank back into Yan Fuxue's arms: "Is this the fighting strength of the capital? It's a bit scary." Yan Fuxue said, "How old are you, still hiding in my arms?" Qinglan nuzzled her: "Oh dear, I'm scared." Yan Fuxue really couldn't do anything with him.
The four waited there for a short while before a hunched figure entered. Upon seeing this man, Inva, who was sitting in a chair, immediately stood up, a steel needle flying from his hand, with another floating in his palm. He roared, "Dongfang Gui! I have a question for you! Did you embezzle grain?!" A hint of disbelief flashed in Dongfang Gui's cloudy eyes as he looked up at the envoy from the capital: "No..." Inva's steel needle pierced deeply, proving Dongfang Gui's words were true. Qinglan, witnessing this, couldn't help but sigh, "Truly ruthless."
"Dongfang Gui! Do you harbor selfish motives! To feed your family?!" Dongfang Gui's parched eyes moistened slightly, his chin trembled, and he uttered in a hoarse voice, "No..." Inva's steel needle pierced again, blood gushing out. He had only one last chance to ask the question.
"Dongfang Gui! Are you willing to cooperate with our investigation?" Dongfang Gui's voice finally hardened, as if using all the strength he had accumulated in his life: "Yes..." Inva's left hand was pierced by a steel needle. He looked at the city lord's sunken cheek, his voice trembling slightly: "I'm sorry." Dongfang Gui tore off the cleanest strip of rag from his clothes and wrapped it around Inva's hand: "Why bother..." Then he looked at him again and asked the question he most wanted to know: "The Emperor hasn't forgotten us, has he?" The envoy's tears fell instantly. He nodded heavily, but dared not speak. The pain in his heart was even more intense than the pain in his left hand.
Mo Bei was released, and he and the other two witnessed the entire incident. Inwa pulled something from his brocade robe with his right hand, revealing a faded shirt underneath: "Dongfang Gui, this is for an emergency trip. Share it with your family. Because of the Mengdi issue, the capital is embroiled in controversy, and we dare not distribute food indiscriminately. The remaining food will arrive soon; it should be enough for three days. I will report back to the capital." It was a dry biscuit, so dry that Dongfang Gui couldn't swallow it. Dongfang Gui didn't take it, but trembled as he walked outside. The others immediately followed.
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