His Majesty is plotting a rebellion? Quickly, summon the Imperial Advisor!

Ji Yuan couldn't understand why Xu Bing had the means to restore the vitality of those forty acres of blessed land.

However, relying solely on this, it is still very difficult to raise an army of sufficient size.

There are two crucial factors that enabled the Xuanjia Army to succeed. The first is that she is the Emperor of Da Xi.

She has her own secret stash of money and her own little tricks for accumulating wealth.

Another point is that the Xuanjia Army has a special nature and does not require her to take care of the living costs of those 10,000 people.

Otherwise, just the thought of eating, drinking, and relieving herself would scare her away.

Not to mention making Xuanjia armor.

"Xu Bing, what on earth are you doing?" Ji Yuan even wanted to crack open Xu Bing's head to see what he was up to.

Today's events have certainly piqued her interest.

We drove back towards Daxi City, with snow falling heavily along the way.

The carriage curtain was lifted slightly.

A cold wind blew in, but Ji Yuan, wrapped in a wool cloak, was not afraid of the cold. She looked at the scenery outside the car, her mind filled with complicated thoughts.

However, in the suburbs near the city, more and more pedestrians were found.

Upon hearing the sound of hooves, the pedestrians hurriedly moved aside, then watched the carriage gradually disappear into the distance with incredibly envious eyes.

these people……

They are refugees.

Their homeland was destroyed by a great disaster, and with nowhere else to turn, they had no choice but to go to the capital of Da Xi.

They hoped to receive some disaster relief grain under the emperor's nose.

"Ugh…"

Xu Bing closed the carriage curtain, shut his eyes, and sighed softly in his heart.

He sat in a warm carriage, while the people of Da Xi traveled in the heavy snow.

His soft sigh was also a reflection of his own helplessness. He closed the carriage curtain, unable to bear the sight of the disaster victims.

Those pairs of envious and expectant eyes were an invisible pressure for him.

"Ah."

Ji Yuan sneered inwardly, thinking that Xu Bing's action of closing the carriage curtain was because he considered these refugees to be lowly and a spoilsport, and therefore did not want to look at them any longer.

"How pitiful are my people!"

"With treacherous officials in power, I have been unable to change the situation since I ascended the throne."

"Now I have been harmed by treacherous people and am trapped with no way to escape."

"When I saw his act of slaying the immortal today, I was not entirely unmoved. I even hesitated for a moment, thinking that Xu Bing might be different."

"But then we saw that this thief was raising an army in secret, full of ambition, and treating the refugees like worn-out shoes."

"Looking back at what he said before, that he was only killing an immortal for a mortal, it now seems like utter nonsense."

Ji Yuan also closed her eyes, feeling inexplicably depressed.

Although she was Xu Bing's enemy, from this moment on, she felt inexplicably disappointed, and also mixed with anger from who-knows-where.

There is no disappointment without expectation. Whether Ji Yuan is willing to admit it or not, although Xu Bing often humiliated her during this period, her impression of Xu Bing has been changing.

However, all of that collapsed at that moment. The chill was more biting than the cold wind.

Xu Bing... was no different from the others.

"That's right. Given how he has treated me, why should I still have any hope for him?"

"Ji Yuan, Ji Yuan, are you truly bewitched by that beautiful face?"

Ji Yuan muttered to herself, then turned her head to look at the corner of the carriage, her fists clenched behind her back.

Xu Bing was sitting back and had no idea what Ji Yuan was thinking. At that moment, he was already thinking about how to settle these refugees.

Suddenly, the carriage came to an abrupt stop.

Xu Bing peeked out and discovered that the city gate was blocked by refugees.

There seems to be something else going on.

……

"You bastard, I finally managed to go on a trip, and I ran into such a jinx as you."

Get off at the East Gate.

A rich young man kicked a young man in the face.

Blood gushed out immediately, and the young man struggled to his feet.

The young man was dressed in tattered clothes, his arms were bare and red from the cold, but his face was resolute as he stared intently at the rich young master.

"Brother Xiao Fan, are you alright?" A woman, also dressed in tattered clothes, stepped out from the crowd and looked at the young man with concern.

The man's name was Wang Xiaofan. Their village was suffering from a severe drought, and the government's disaster relief grain had been slow to arrive.

Seeing that things couldn't continue like this, young Wang Xiaofan led the villagers to the town to demand an explanation.

Town officials kept delaying, so Wang Xiaofan led the villagers, going up the ranks step by step, because he couldn't just watch everyone starve to death.

But the disaster relief grain kept failing to arrive, and with nowhere else to turn, he had no choice but to lead the villagers to Daxi City.

Thinking that they were under the emperor's nose, they couldn't refuse any longer, could they? Their village paid so much tax to the court every year, yet they couldn't even get a single grain of relief food when the drought struck.

Is there no justice left?

Wang Xiaofan still remembers the day he led the villagers away from their hometown. The elderly in the village buried themselves in their ancestral land so as not to be a burden to them.

There are about a thousand refugees in this area, most of whom met on the road and have had similar experiences.

But they were too naive. They endured hunger and thirst all the way, and countless people died. They finally arrived at Da Xi City, but they couldn't even get through the city gate.

They were stopped by officers and soldiers, who then verbally abused them.

At that moment, the soldier who had been filled with disgust for him suddenly became incredibly obsequious.

A carriage belonging to a wealthy young man was approaching from afar. Seeing that the young man was of high status, Wang Xiaofan decided to risk everything and plead with him.

As a result, the scene just now unfolded.

Wang Xiaofan forced a smile. "Sir, please have mercy on me. I, Wang Xiaofan, am begging you."

As he spoke, he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly.

See this scene.

The look of disgust on the rich young man's face gradually faded, replaced by a smile.

"Want to go in? It's not impossible."

"Here's what we'll do: you fight one of them, and if you win against one, I'll let ten people in."

As the rich young man spoke, he swept his finger across the five tall, burly men standing behind him.

"Okay, it's a deal!"

Wang Xiaofan gritted his teeth and nodded in agreement.

“Brother Xiao Fan…” The woman beside Wang Xiao Fan looked at him with concern.

Wang Xiaofan gave him a reassuring look and slowly walked towards it.

A ruthless glint flashed across the rich young man's face as he whispered to the guard beside him, "Go kick his head off."

The guard grinned, shook his head from side to side, and cracked his knuckles, a cruel glint in his eyes.

As a powerful expert at the first level of the Profound Realm, he naturally had no chance of losing a battle against an ordinary person.

Poor Wang Xiaofan had no idea that his life was nothing more than a plaything in the eyes of some people.

The battle is about to break out.

The guard vanished into thin air, instantly teleporting in front of Wang Xiaofan and kicking him.

"what!"

It was as if blood was splattering and heads were being shattered, scenes that had already unfolded before everyone's eyes.

Wang Xiaofan felt the impending death; only now did he realize the vast difference in their strength.

However, this kick.

However, he failed to kick it down.

It was caught by a man with one hand.

The man had his black hair simply tied up, was nine feet tall, had an upright posture, and wore a bronze mask.

The moment it appeared, the wind and snow fell silent, as if space itself had frozen.

"It's him?"

Ji Yuan, who had been watching this scene intently, was startled. Xu Bing, who had been sitting beside him with his eyes closed, was resting just a second ago.