Hala canceled the search warrant, and the City of Trade suddenly regained its order. However, it was still as chaotic as a forest after a storm.
It was also at this time that Hala sent out reinforcements to the beastmen, and the person in charge was the beastman Zeba. He had recruited people from the City of Trade. Originally, the chieftains had thought that no one would participate in such a dangerous matter. Unexpectedly, in just two days, over five hundred people had joined. Of course, most of them were people who had been captured during the search, and Hala had released them.
The City of Trade instantly became busy. This expedition had brought with it a lot of work, and many people who had been unemployed for a long time were fighting to be the first to participate. Now, the streets were filled with porters, and from the main roads to the small roads, the sound of rolling wheels could be heard. The clanking of iron shops could be heard as well. The peddlers' cries could be heard once more, and the people were so busy that they seemed to have forgotten about the fierce battle yesterday.
Seeing this scene, even the chieftain of the leopardmen felt that it was inconceivable. He was still the temporary person in charge of the City of Trade, responsible for maintaining order until Myr recovered. However, the effects of the battle had yet to fade. The people of the City of Trade didn't like them at all. He often saw people giving him sidelong glances and spitting behind him, but he was already used to it.
Passing through the busy streets, he led his soldiers to the transport station of the City of Trade. This was the largest station of the Wusen Empire. Previously, there had been dozens of large transport airships parked here, but now, there were only thirteen damaged airships left. The dwarves had driven away half of them and destroyed the remaining airships. They had planned this all along.
Now, there were many carriages gathered here, as well as all sorts of people. The beastman Zeba wasn't just asking for food. He also wanted weapons, medicine, clothes, and tools. The Demon King had plundered many things from all over the world during his expeditions. Compared to the enormous wealth of the Empire, these things weren't worth mentioning. However, the chieftains didn't approve of Hala's deal. They felt that he was giving too much for too little in return.
To the chieftain of the leopardmen, what he didn't understand the most wasn't this, but why would Hala open the gates at this time and send so many people out?
Seeing all sorts of people in the station, Cloud Leopard narrowed his eyes. He believed that the rebels and those who had participated in the rebellion were among these people. If the search continued, he would definitely ferret them out.
But now he had better not do anything that would attract attention. It was not easy to restore order in the City of Trade. If anything happened, it would be difficult to explain to Halla.
"Lord Cloud Leopard, what brings you here?"
Zeba, who was busy checking the accounts, noticed them. He put down his work and walked towards them.
It was as if he was declaring his territory. Cloud Leopard snorted and said, "I have to ensure your safety. It wouldn't be good if you were caught and roasted."
"Hahaha! Then they must have prepared a bigger grill, but I believe that Sir will definitely rush to save me before I'm cooked. "
"Maybe I only had time to get a few pieces of meat. Forget it, I'm not here to argue with you."
He paused for a moment and looked around warily.
"What's wrong? Why was he acting so sneakily? Did you do something bad again? "
Ze Ba said as he looked around. He saw a group of Rabbitmen carrying a wooden box and quickly stopped them. "Hey! Are you guys from the same team? Put the heavy items in the back, the food and medicine in the front, and the weapons in the middle. Don't mess it up! "
Just as he was about to go over and take a look, Halla's person in charge ran over and arranged for them to go to the back.
Seeing this, Ze Ba also stopped.
The leader of the Leopard tribe quietly watched all of this. He thought to himself that if that wooden box could hold so many people, who knew how many rebels would be transported out?
He suddenly had a question. Could Ze Ba be a spy?
The beastman Ze Ba had once been the highest leader of the beastmen. He could have been the leader of the beastmen, but for some reason, he gave up everything and came here to be a farmer. Although his influence was still there, in terms of power, he was just a citizen.
And if he was a spy, why would he choose this time to leave? After all, if he left the Wussen Empire, he might never be able to return. He was going to fight a war, not to do some good work. He could not think of why the rebel army would do such a thing.
"Hey, Ze Ba, I have some business to discuss with you."
Cloud Leopard said. Hearing this, Ze Ba smiled and repeated the word 'business', waving his hands to signal his beastmen to walk further away. The two of them walked and talked in low voices.
"What business?"
"You can leave later. Let me check. Perhaps there are some people with evil intentions mixed into this team."
Ze Ba smiled, revealing his teeth. "Isn't that perfect? Let me take these evildoers away quickly, and this place will be peaceful again. Killing two birds with one stone, everyone will be happy."
Cloud Leopard sighed and said, "I'm not joking. They might kidnap your goods. Maybe their army is hiding outside."
"Then take your army and come with us. We'll wipe them out on the way."
"You know I can't leave. I have important responsibilities here. Ze Ba, I treat you as a good friend. I admire you. Why don't you think about this with the wisdom you had when you were assisting the Demon King?" Cloud Leopard stopped.
Ze Ba frowned, revealing a pained expression.
"I've never been a wise person. I'm just lucky. Cloud Leopard, I admit that you are a good friend. But sometimes, you are blinded by the things in front of you. Think about it. Why would Hala suddenly agree to help us beastmen? Why would she want me to recruit people from the City of Trade? Because she knows that there are many people here who don't belong to the Wussen Empire. They want to leave, to go back to their homeland. These people aren't rebels. They've been forced to stay here, but they're unable to assimilate. They aren't the rebels you're looking for right now, but in the future … "
He turned his head and looked solemnly at Cloud Leopard. "This is the best way. If you go and investigate their identities, you'll most likely be captured by you, or you'll just run away. Then, where would I find people to replace them? Sometimes, you can't do things perfectly. All you can do is turn a blind eye. "
'Turn a blind eye to it …'
Cloud Leopard fell silent. Although he didn't like Ze Ba's words, he had to admit that they made sense.
"You always make so much sense. Hmph."
He sighed. The two of them raised their hands in tacit understanding and clapped.
"One last question. Where is your home?"
Cloud Leopard asked.
"I have a field here. I have a house."
But it wasn't his home.
"Take care."
"You too. Don't cook for others."
"Ha, I'll do my best."
After speaking, the Leopardmen chief left. Ze Ba sighed. He seemed to have thought of something. Turning around, he saw that the large chest had long since disappeared.
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