Xiao Yunhai massaged his brow. He had finally managed to drive out most of the refugees who had previously surged into the city, but a large portion had scattered and still couldn't be found.
They had been chasing them down the official road for so long, yet no news had come back.
"My Lord, the commoners who previously reported the miraculous phenomenon have been brought here."
Xiao Yunhai immediately sat up straight. If there truly was a miracle, it might just be his golden opportunity.
"Bring them in!"
"Yes, My Lord!"
Looking at the two men trembling and kneeling before him, Xiao Yunhai composed his expression. "Are you the ones who requested to see me? Where is this miracle you spoke of? If you are lying, you should know the punishment."
The barrage of questions made He Tuliang and Lan Yun, who were kneeling in the hall, practically prostrate themselves. They didn't even dare to raise their heads.
