"Thank you, my lord!"
"Amitabha." Huai Kong put his hands together in prayer, stepping aside to reveal the kneeling serfs behind him, "How does Martial Master plan to settle these suffering people?"
"I was about to say, Huai Kong, you should use Medicine Buddha's methods to heal them, to prevent wind chills. There's no rush to send the Ice Spring back to the Central Plains; take a stroll around the Bai Family first."
The Bai Family?
Huai Kong pondered.
"Brother-in-law, I also have a question." Long Yanrui raised his hand.
"Ask."
Long Yanrui spoke about his earlier doubts.
Everyone around perked up their ears, their curiosity piqued.
Huai Kong was especially attentive.
In many matters, Liang Qu always managed to have opinions that differed from the masses.
"This...," Liang Qu scratched his temple, "It's impossible to reverse in a short time; to break the millennia-old frozen ideology is like trying to melt an iceberg with butter."
