This was a delicate little key, with a faintly engraved number on it.
Tian Qi.
"What is this?" Zhao Ya asked.
The woman shook her head, tears in her eyes, and said, "I don't know either. This was given to me by my husband before, and he told me to keep it safe."
The key was treated with such care by He Town, indicating its importance.
Zhao Ya accepted the key, looking at the tearful woman, and sighed inwardly.
This woman was not foolish; she had likely guessed that her husband would not be coming back.
"Is there anywhere else you can go in the city?" Zhao Ya asked.
The woman shook her head, "My hometown is thirty miles outside the city, I have no relatives or friends in the city."
"Then take these two children and leave Yan Capital City as soon as possible, go back home, and remember, don't mention your husband to anyone, and don't come back."
Then Zhao Ya gave the woman some loose silver taels, not much, but enough for her to live on in the future.
