"Boss, you people actually dared to kill our boss …" An ungrateful knight roared. Very quickly, he was dragged into the crowd and beaten up.
At this time, the smarter members of the knight group had already escaped. That was because at this time, the angry crowd used this matter as an excuse to beat up any knight group member they saw.
The power of the crowd was indeed very powerful. In a short period of time, this tyrannical and violent knight group had collapsed.
After today, the entire city was celebrating, and the city was decorated with lanterns and colored banners for a few days. The travelers that passed by were a bit confused, wondering what day it was.
After that, the city's policies towards refugees also changed. They welcomed refugees into the city and helped them. They would even stay and live with the refugees. This made the refugees feel flattered.
Ye Lang had also been recorded in the history of the small city and had been passed down.
However, as the person in question, Ye Lang didn't know that he had done a good deed. He was still in a daze. He had only eaten a few bowls of noodles.
He was still in the middle of his business. Seeing the crowd's excitement, he could only wait for a while before doing his business, which was to purchase resources.
Soon, things began to calm down, and the person who calmed the crowd down was none other than the City Lord of a small city, who was in the crowd and had even participated in the beating.
"Everyone, please stop. It's enough!" The City Lord organized himself and shouted.
"Stop my ass, I haven't had enough fun yet … ah, City Lord …" At first, no one cared about this. But when someone realized that it was the City Lord, they stopped. This behavior quickly spread.
Soon, the people near the City Lord of the small city all dispersed.
After everyone calmed down, the City Lord said, "Today, our city has gotten rid of a scourge. This is actually my fault. I didn't know that the leader was such a person. At the same time, we have to thank this young master … may I ask how we should address this young master?"
These words made everyone understand a few things. First, the City Lord had confirmed that the death of the knight group's leader was not going to be investigated. This was a good thing for them.
At the same time, the City Lord also apologized for his mistake. This let the people of the city know that their City Lord was a good person and someone worthy of their respect.
Finally, there was Ye Lang. This unique young master of the refugees should receive everyone's gratitude.
"My name is Ye Lang." Ye Lang announced his name so that everyone present, including the refugees, knew his name.
"So it's young master Ye. Many thanks for today. Do you have time to come to the city and let me be a good host?" The City Lord asked politely.
"Sorry, I don't have time," replied Ye Lang. This wasn't because he was impolite, but because he wanted to quickly bring these refugees to the Holy City to help more of them.
He wasn't buying these resources just for these refugees, but also for other things.
His words were too direct, causing the city lord to feel a bit awkward.
"City Lord, I'm sorry. Our Young Master is always like this, confused and muddle-headed. Please don't take it to heart. Also, what he said is the truth. We still have to save more brothers and sisters who are suffering like us." The dark skinny man's hoarse voice rang out as he explained for Ye Lang. At the same time, he also gave the City Lord a way out of this embarrassing situation.
"Oh, so it's like that. Then I'll have to trouble you," said the City Lord. At the same time, he felt a bit strange.
These people were refugees themselves, and asking refugees to help other refugees was a strange situation for anyone to find strange.
"Alright, bring the things you're selling over and take your own money back. One by one, I want everything," said Ye Lang to the merchants.
"There's no need for money. We'll give you all these things. We'll find someone else to pay for it," said the merchants.
"How can I not pay? Take as much as you deserve. You can even take a bit more. It's fine, I'm just a prodigal son. There's no need to save money for me," said Ye Lang. He was deeply against other people's actions.
"…"
What kind of situation was this? Everyone was stunned. They carefully thought about the meaning of Ye Lang's words and couldn't digest it.
Very quickly, everyone understood one thing. This special young master Ye Lang was an absolute prodigal son. He was the complete opposite of others. He wouldn't spend a single cent less, and he wouldn't be happy even if he spent a single cent less.
Thus, everyone very consciously put down their goods and took the money. Of course, they would take the money at the cost price. If they spent a bit more, not only would they be looked down upon by others, even they themselves would look down upon themselves.
This time, everyone was very conscious of their actions and was very orderly. It also made the time taken to complete the transaction much shorter.
"What are you doing? Leave your goods and go get the money."
When some people were rejected or felt that their goods weren't of any use to the disaster relief, they consciously left. However, they were called back by Ye Lang.
"But young master Ye, my goods are iron ores. You don't need them …" said that person embarrassedly.
"Who said we don't need them? I said we do need them. Just leave them behind," said Ye Lang.
"Mine are construction materials …"
"Leave them behind. No need to say anything more."
"Mine are …"
"Leave them behind. Leave them behind. I don't want to repeat myself."
"…"
Just like that, Ye Lang left behind all the goods. Regardless of whether they were of use or not, he bought them all.
In the end, the entrance of the small city was already filled with goods. Although it was a small city, the things in this city were still very spectacular.
"Young master Ye, do you need some people to transport these?" asked one of the transport merchants very enthusiastically.
"No need. I have a spatial ring." Ye Lang stored everything into his spatial ring.
"…" Damn, how could I forget about this. But to be able to store so many things, as expected of young master Ye Lang. Eh? Why do I feel that young master Ye Lang should be very amazing?
Although spatial items were convenient for storage, they also had certain limitations. The storage space wouldn't be too big, unless it was a very high quality one.
Of course, this was only in a relative sense.
"Let's go to Holy City."
Just like that, the majestic group of more than a thousand people set off …
…
"Young master, why do you want everything? There's a lot that you don't have …" The dark skinny man couldn't help but ask.
"It's useless now, but it will be useful when the time comes," replied Ye Lang softly.
"When is that?"
"When the time comes …" Ye Lang picked his ear and waved his hand.
"…" The dark skinny man was silent.
It was very obvious that Ye Lang didn't know when the time came. Yes, it would be useful when the time came. Things would always have their own value.
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