Braised Dragon with Soy Sauce

"You'll know then!"

Mo Yuming said mysteriously.

It was already evening, and a bright moon had risen early in the sky.

Perhaps because of the exceptionally good air quality, the moonlight here was exceptionally bright, so much so that the streets were not particularly dark.

There were far fewer pedestrians on the streets at night.

Thanks to the strict control of the new government, the security situation in Uehara City is excellent.

Therefore, many citizens and tourists go out for nighttime outings.

Therefore, many shops on the street are still open for business, presenting a peaceful and prosperous scene.

After crossing the main street, Mo Yuming led the two into a narrow alley.

After passing through a long, dark alley, a row of dilapidated thatched huts came into view. If it weren't for Mo Yuming's presence, Xiaoxiao and Yun'er would have been terrified by the gloomy and dilapidated scene.

Although Xiao Xiao knew that Mo Yuming's Xuan Gong cultivation was not low, and that there were National Security Guards patrolling everywhere in Shangyuan City to maintain order, as well as Falcon Guards secretly monitoring the city, Shangyuan City was still relatively safe.

But being a girl by nature timid, Xiao Xiao couldn't help but shrink back behind Mo Yuming.

Mo Yuming went to the wooden platform again, placed the items he was carrying on it, and then gestured for Xiaoxiao and the others to place their items on the platform as well.

He then led the two men to stand at a distance.

After a while, a short, dark figure emerged from a low thatched hut and slowly walked toward the wooden platform. Then came the second, the third... Soon, more than a dozen dark figures emerged one after another from those low, dilapidated thatched huts and cottages, all timidly walking toward the wooden platform.

In the darkness of night, these already frail beggar children appeared even more vulnerable under the dim moonlight, as if a strong gust of wind could blow their lives away.

Looking at these emaciated and frail lives, Xiaoxiao and Yun'er couldn't hold back their tears any longer. They covered their lips with their hands and sobbed silently.

The children did not scramble or fight; each of them took only what they thought was most necessary and left the wooden platform.

After bowing to Mo Yuming and the others from a distance, he hid in the dilapidated shed.

After all the children had taken their things, most of the items were still piled up on the wooden table.

Xiao Xiao was quite surprised to see this. She turned her head and was about to ask Mo Yuming a question when Mo Yuming gestured for her to keep quiet and just watch.

Sure enough, a girl in a tattered long dress came out of a dilapidated wooden house at the very back, followed by two children, a boy and a girl, about seven or eight years old. Each of them grabbed one side of the girl's dress and followed her out timidly.

"My name is Park Ya-joo. Thank you for your kindness, Miss and Young Master!"

Seeing that Huang Xiaoxiao was the oldest and dressed quite well, the girl in the long dress naturally assumed that Huang Xiaoxiao was the main person on the trip, so she bowed to Xiaoxiao first.

"My name is Huang Xiaoxiao, and I am the manager of a restaurant here."

My younger brother was deeply saddened to see his siblings living in this dilapidated place, so he specially asked me to come and inquire why you have ended up here, where you live, and whether you still have relatives.

Xiao Xiao concealed her identity at Mo Yuming's suggestion.

"We are descendants of the Western Liang Wu tribe, abandoned by the Liang Kingdom. Our people have been wandering all over the continent of Yuzhou, but there is no place for us to stand in the vast world."

Originally, I wanted to escape to the wilderness of the Monster Mountain Range and live a secluded life.

The clansmen had a long and arduous journey, fleeing from Liang Kingdom to Long Kingdom, and then to the edge of this Monster Mountain Range, but were intercepted and surrounded by government troops along the way.

All the able-bodied men and women have died protecting us, the elderly, the weak, the women, and the children.

In the end, only a dozen or so of us weak children managed to escape here.

But without adult protection, entering the Monster Mountain Range is impossible; we have no choice but to remain here and take refuge.

"Young master is a kind and benevolent person. He helped us last time, and this time he and young lady have helped us again. We will remember this in our hearts! We will pray for the young master and young lady day and night!"

But we are descendants of sinners, and dare not hope for too much. We only pray that the young lady and gentleman will not reveal our origins, and that we may live a little longer.

After all, they are still just children who don't understand anything.

Park Ya-joo's sorrowful and heartbroken tone was like a steel awl, deeply piercing Mo Yu-ming's heart.

The entire clan fled, the whole clan was exterminated—what crime did these vulnerable children commit? What crime did the elderly, women, and children commit?

"A sinner? An outcast? Why is that? What heinous crimes have your people committed that warrant such extermination?"

"It's a long story, and there are some things that it's better for you not to know, young master. Walls have ears, so we don't want to cause you any unnecessary trouble."

"Young master, please don't come here again. We won't be staying here for long either."

Park Ah-joo didn't want to say anything more. She forced herself to close her eyes, raised her head slightly, and took a deep breath.

“I won’t force you to talk about it if you don’t want to, but they are just children. Why should they suffer this undeserved calamity? I don’t believe in the idea of ​​being descendants of sinners. Sins are not related to family members. Even if your elders committed terrible crimes, they have already paid for them with their lives.”

Why drag these innocent children into this?

Mo Yuming said indignantly.

“Our people all believe in the gods and never do anything against their conscience, but if you want to condemn someone, you can always find a pretext!”

"Young master, there's no need to say more. This is the destiny of my clan. What can Heaven do if it wants to destroy my clan?"

Park Ah-joo sighed deeply and said softly.

"What do you mean by fate? Miss Yazhu, if you trust me, bring them with you now, and I will absolutely guarantee that they will not suffer any harm again!"

Mo Yuming said firmly to Pu Yazhu.

"Thank you for your kindness, young master. You are a person of great fortune and will surely become a dragon among men, someone who can command the wind and rain. However, you are not yet powerful enough to take us in. Taking us in will only bring you a lot of unnecessary trouble, or even disaster! Please leave us as soon as possible and let us fend for ourselves!"

Park Ya-joo bowed her head and refused Mo Yu-ming's offer to take her in.

“Since you say I am a person of great fortune, what use is it if I have to be so careful about these trivial matters?”

If one worries about so-called disasters that haven't even happened yet, how can one be worthy of the great fortune the young lady speaks of?

“Ming-di is right. How is it any different from those evil people to stand by and watch someone die? However, Miss Pu Ya-zhu is also right. There are indeed many ignorant and confused people in this world. So we should think about these children, not only for Ming-di’s sake, but also for Ming-di’s sake.”

Therefore, we must proceed with caution! I have a plan, we can do it this way..."

She lowered her voice slightly and spoke to Mo Yuming. Mo Yuming nodded after listening.

"Let's do as you say!"