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The fifty-nine people quickly returned home, gathered the little money and weapons they had, and then, with their families, blended into the already restless crowd in the city.

These men, who had served as soldiers for a long time, had now changed into civilian clothes.

But the upright posture, alert eyes, and subconsciously coordinated movements that they had developed over the years were still quite different from the panicked crowd around them.

Many local residents noticed it.

"Huh? That's... Li Jia Dalang?"

A young man carrying a bundle squinted as he watched a familiar figure quickly pass through the crowd in the distance. The figure was supporting an old woman, and his steps were hurried yet steady.

"Isn't he...working in the palace?"

The person next to him lowered their voice and tugged at him: "Not only that, look over there, isn't that Zhao Er who was selected for the elite cavalry last year? My God, are they... all leaving?"

"People from the army are leaving too!?" The man in front gasped, his eyes widening in shock.

"Where are they going? Do they have anywhere to go?"

The news spread quietly among the panicked crowd, like ripples on the water.

"I heard them say...they're going north!"

"The north? The northern border? That's... General Wang Meng?"

"General Wang...that's it! General Wang was promoted by Lord Ye! He's a good man! A true hero of our Great Flame Kingdom!"

"Let's go with them! They know the way and they're skilled in martial arts. If we follow them, we might find a way out and be able to make a living in the North!"

Some of the bolder civilians, or those who were already distant relatives or friends of these soldiers, participated.

With a determined look, he packed the most valuable possessions he had, grabbed his bewildered wife and children, and without further hesitation, joined the small group.

Soon, like a snowball rolling downhill, this team, centered around fifty-nine soldiers and their families, expanded at a visible speed as they traversed the streets and alleys.

The team leader didn't drive them away; everyone was just trying to survive.

He simply stopped, turned around, and glanced at the familiar and unfamiliar faces following closely behind him.

He raised his voice slightly to make sure everyone could hear him.

"Folks in the back, listen up! We—"

He pointed to himself and his brothers who had also changed out of their armor.

"We're deserters! Deserters who will lose their heads! If the authorities catch us, our families won't survive either! Think carefully before you come with us!"

The team leader spoke solemnly, explaining that he needed to clarify things first.

The crowd stirred slightly.

Some people hesitated, slowed their pace, and finally struggled to take two steps back before leaving.

But most people remained where they were, silently watching him, their eyes filled with fear, but even more so with a numbness and desperation born of being driven to the brink.

An old woman, holding her grandson tightly in her arms, spoke in a trembling voice.

"Staying in this city is just like throwing your life away, isn't it? Either way, you're going to die, so you might as well go with me and take a gamble!"

"Yes! Let's take a gamble!" a sallow-faced, emaciated woman gritted her teeth, her eyes bloodshot.

"We all grew up in the capital and have no idea where to go... Following you, at least we know which way to go! If we just wander around aimlessly, we'll only die faster!"

The team leader looked at the faces contorted with despair, sighed, and said nothing more.

He turned his head sharply and forced out a single word through gritted teeth: "Go!"

The procession moved again, the sounds of footsteps, panting, and suppressed sobs mingling into a heavy torrent, surging toward the nearest city gate.

Many other streets failed to notice the group, whose desire to flee the capital was remarkably consistent, despite their lack of a clear direction.

The east gate, west gate, south gate... the usually solemn city gates were now crowded with a sea of ​​people.

People jostled and craned their necks to look ahead, the air thick with the smells of sweat, dust, and intense anxiety.

The city's garrison was already small, and the Qingfeng Mountain incident had thrown them into a state of panic. Seeing the large number of people in agitated state, they dared not forcefully obstruct the city.

After a few symbolic reprimands, people unconsciously parted to make way for the silent, surging crowd.

Driven by overwhelming fear, streams of people, like a flood bursting its banks, overflowed from every breach in the capital city and vanished into the wider plains outside.

Some people thought of seeking refuge with distant relatives, some wanted to escape into the deep mountains for a while, and some blindly followed the crowd, wanting to get as far away from the imperial city that was about to become a battlefield as possible.

……

In a modern Sanya, in a sea-view villa.

The curtains in the bedroom were drawn, and only a warm yellow wall lamp was on.

Xiao Douzi had been crying for so long and was extremely exhausted. Lin Ye helped her wipe herself clean and she fell asleep as soon as she touched the bed.

Her small body was curled up on the soft bed, and she was fast asleep.

Her little face was slightly pale from crying and exhaustion, with only her nose and eye sockets still red.

A small hand unconsciously gripped the hem of Lin Ye's clothes.

Lin Ye sat quietly beside her until her breathing became even and deep, then gently pulled the hem of his clothes from her small hands.

He got up, pulled the thin blanket over the little guy up a bit, and tucked the edges in.

After doing all this, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, faced the sea, and took a deep breath.

Old Ye brought it back, and his biggest worry can finally be put down.

After that, they took Old Ye back to the orphanage and laid him to rest.

Then we need to raise Xiaodouzi well, and—

They avenged Ye Fan.

Thinking of the Great Flame Kingdom, Lin Ye suddenly remembered that he hadn't settled his account for this live stream yet.

A thought suddenly occurred to him: System, settle the live stream.

[Live Streaming Data Statistics]

Live stream duration: 2 hours and 09 minutes.

Total viewers: Approximately 2953 million.

Total Shock Points: 69624000.

Shock value acquisition details:

In the sword flight section, a total of 192300 Shock Points were obtained.

Restoring Ye Fan's body part yielded a total of 504700 shock points.

……

The gratitude and trust of some people in the Great Flame Kingdom towards the host will earn an additional 26094000 Shock Points.

The awe and faith that some of the people of the Great Flame Kingdom have in their host will earn them an additional 40308000 points of shock value.

[Current total Shock Value balance: 69639600 points.]

More than 69.6 million!

Even though he was mentally prepared, Lin Ye's pupils still contracted slightly, and his breathing faltered for a moment.

So many...

Lin Ye gazed at the boundless sea outside the window with a complex expression, his eyes seemingly piercing through time and space.

It seems that Lao Ye's efforts were not entirely in vain.

The people of the Great Flame Kingdom truly remembered his kindness.

only……

A cold smile curled at the corner of Lin Ye's lips.

The one who should have been most grateful ended up being the most ungrateful wretch!

However, now that we have so many shock points...

He'd better give that ingrate and the weasel that colluded with him a good "welcome"!

……

Meanwhile, on the official road leading from Qingfeng Mountain to the capital.

Shu Jingwei was carried onto a luxurious carriage by soldiers who finally arrived at the foot of the mountain and reinforcements from the capital.

She finally regained consciousness.

At this moment, she was lying on the mattress in the carriage, having medicine applied by the accompanying imperial physician.

He didn't forget to viciously order that all the deserters and the lowly people watching the spectacle on the mountain be executed by slow slicing and their entire families be exterminated.

The bodyguard beside him responded cautiously.

The carriage slowly made its way towards the capital.

Shu Jingwei never expected this—

At this moment, the capital city would be welcoming her with such a "grand spectacle"...