The child scoffed, "Who do you think you are? My life, my choices."
Li Wenli laughed instead of getting angry at the child’s boldness, "I like this kind of attitude even more."
Bai Junjun rolled her eyes at him, "Alright, stop teasing the kid."
She looked at the child and said, "We’re not from Dongsheng Tavern. We ca to the Imperial Capital to resolve the chaos. Do you know where the Underworld Soldiers are most nurous, and besides Dongsheng Tavern, are there any other groups?"
"Of course there are." The child showed a hint of lancholy in his eyes.
Many of the Wealthy Households have guards. Ever since the chaos in the Imperial Capital began, they’ve stayed locked inside.
Wherever there are living people, loads of Underworld Soldiers tend to gather outside.
Bai Junjun understood, and then she left with Li Wenli.
As they were leaving, Li Wenli couldn’t help but shout to the child, "Find yourself a good hiding spot. In a few days, we’ll return you a peaceful world."
The child watched their departing figures, stunned at first, and then after a while, muttered, "Boastful."
But a trace of hope flickered in his eyes.
If only there really could be a peaceful world.
...
After Bai Junjun and Li Wenli understood the situation in the Imperial Capital, they started working full swing.
Although Zhao Xiaomiao from Dongsheng Tavern indeed needed to be dealt with, the main target now was the Underworld Soldiers.
They decided to first deal with the Underworld Soldiers, and then gradually educate Zhao Xiaomiao.
So the two set out to locations where large numbers of Underworld Soldiers had gathered and began eliminating them one by one.
During the cleanup, they discovered that a considerable number of Underworld Soldiers had gathered at the gate of Pri Minister Wenren’s residence as well.
Those Underworld Soldiers were clashing with the people inside, relentlessly banging on the doors.
As the two approached, it happened to be the mont when the people inside couldn’t hold on any longer and the Underworld Soldiers broke through the door.
Li Wenli and Bai Junjun charged with their weapons, swiftly cutting down the Underworld Soldiers.
Only then did they realize there were as many as five or six hundred people inside.
These people were staring at them blankly.
One elder looked at them for a while before awkwardly asking, "Could it be... Junjun?"
Following the elder’s question, everyone looked over.
An old man also rushed out from the crowd and said, "Is Junjun here?"
Bai Junjun saw that it was none other than the Minister of Rites, who had previously paid respects at her father’s grave.
She hadn’t expected the Minister of Rites to still be alive.
But judging by his haggard appearance, it was clear he hadn’t been doing well.
"Isn’t this Pri Minister Wenren’s residence? How co you’re here, Old Man Li?"
Li Wenli couldn’t help but ask.
Upon hearing this, the Minister of Rites couldn’t stop tears from welling up, "It’s really you! How did you co here!"
He then quickly pulled them back, "It’s too dangerous outside. Co back quickly to take shelter."
"..." Bai Junjun glanced at the ground full of Underworld Soldier corpses, thinking to herself that while it was indeed dangerous, the danger wasn’t really for them but for the Underworld Soldiers.
However, the two still cooperated and walked into the residence. After so small talk, they learned.
The old man they had just encountered was Pri Minister Wenren, but ever since the Eldest Prince ascended, he had feigned illness and not attended court. When Yuwen Jun took control of the Imperial Capital, he continued the sa.
He had thought he would retire permanently by pretending to be sick, but as the situation in the Imperial Capital grew more chaotic, he secretly bought a large amount of grain.
Later, when the Underworld Soldiers appeared, he started taking in refugees. Before he knew it, this place had accommodated over seven hundred people.
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