"Sister Jiang," Chen Xueyan called out as she guided the group inside. "I've gathered everyone I could find. Most of them were hiding in cellars or had managed to escape into the forest when the attack began."
Jiang Shi noticed the faint glow of frost qi still lingering around some of the injured. Chen Xueyan had clearly used her ice energy to numb pain and stabilize wounds, combined with whatever medicinal herbs she had found.
"Well done," Jiang Shi said. She gestured to the tables she had already set up. "Please, everyone, sit down. I've prepared some food."
The survivors looked at her with hollow eyes, moving mechanically as they found places to sit. Some of them stared at the table blankly, as if they couldn't quite process what was happening.
Seeing this, Jiang Shi and Chen Xueyan began serving the food, filling bowls with steaming congee and placing dishes in the center of each table.
For a long moment, no one moved.
