Xiao Yunhai rubbed his brow. He had finally managed to drive out most of the refugees who had flooded into the city, but a large portion of them had scattered and couldn't be found.
'My men have been pursuing them down the main road for so long. Why hasn't any news come back yet?'
"Your Excellency, the commoners who reported the miracle have been brought here."
Xiao Yunhai immediately sat up straight. 'If there really was a miracle, this might be a golden opportunity for me.'
"Bring them in!"
"Yes, sir!"
Looking at the two trembling figures kneeling before him, Xiao Yunhai's expression turned stern. "So you're the ones who wanted to see me? Where is this so-called miracle you spoke of? If you have deceived me in any way, you should know the consequences, shouldn't you?"
The barrage of questions made He Tuliang and Lan Yun, kneeling in the hall, want to prostrate themselves completely. They didn't even dare to lift their heads.
