Xueyi, the delicate young lady, pitifully said, "There was already once... my body is still unwell."

Song Yan said, "Add money."

Xueyi, the young lady, hugged Song Yan tightly, laughing sweetly, "Why doesn't a handsome man like you have a concubine at home, and needs to come here and make a scene?"

Song Yan laughed, "Making a scene, that's exactly what I love doing."

Xueyi, the young lady, took the initiative to cup his cheeks, leaned up, and coyly said, "Annoying!"

Immediately after, sounds of "Oh my" came from within the pleasure boat.

The young lady had her own special skills, especially since Song Yan appeared like a young lad, she worked even harder thinking, "Actually, I'm not losing out either."

Inside the secluded boat, Song Yan raised his hand, just touching the curtain with his fingertips when a jade-like hand grabbed and pulled it down.

"It's snowing, cold, finally a bit warm inside the boat."

"I want it to be cold."

Song Yan lifted the curtain, letting the wind and snow rush in at once.

Xueyi, the young lady, screamed, her skin tightening rapidly, and the warmth stopped there.

Song Yan felt tranquil, watching the snow flutter across the sky and earth.

This place was called East Corner City, the easternmost major city of West Extremity Ancient Country, also a place where Song Yan's Divine Sense could cover the "mysterious sapling".

He came here firstly to guard the sapling, secondly to wait for the Heaven-Stealing Pill.

He knew nothing about the "mysterious sapling", but he couldn't possibly carry that sapling around everywhere.

Once that sapling leaves the Sacrificial Array, it would truly face divine retribution.

The sapling and the traits of Netherworld's Qi destined it to be rooted and unable to be easily transferred unless... he could think of some other way to carry it around.

Guarding the sapling was far more meaningful than staying in the Formless Ancient Race's ancestral veins, or rushing around for the sake of the "Formless Celestial Venerable".

So, Song Yan came.

At that moment, Xueyi, the young lady, hurriedly wrapped herself up, playfully hitting Song Yan, yet still wrapping his arm and sitting beside him, following his gaze outside the boat.

As the saying goes, "The wine and meat of the rich stinks, while bones of the frozen dead lie on the road", at this moment, the pleasure boat happened to pass the slums amidst the wind and snow on the long lake, distinctly different from the dirty and desolate streets and brothels in the distance.

This slum was not only filthy but also unbearably crowded, each person resembling a dirty beggar huddled together, shrinking in the corners of the walls.

Some were still alive, some had already frozen to death.

Xueyi, the young lady, said, "Due to the disaster in Lu Kingdom, a large number of refugees have entered the border. Don't be deceived by their appearance; in fact... they are better off having reached this city than many others. This is thanks to a powerful figure who spoke up; otherwise... the Sovereign wouldn't have allowed them entry."

As soon as she finished speaking, Xueyi, the young lady, suddenly blinked her eyes, seeing that the young man in luxurious robes had already flown out, landing in front of a dirty little beggar huddled in the corner.

The little beggar was disheveled, next to an adult dressed in a cotton robe, but that adult was already bruised and deceased from the cold.

The little beggar numbly shrank beside the dead adult, silently awaiting death in the cold.

Such a scene was heartbreaking at first sight, unbearable upon second glance, yet numb upon seeing it many times.

Song Yan's arrival did not make the little beggar raise his eyes.

But Song Yan suddenly grasped the little beggar's frozen hand, warming it for him.

Feeling the extreme cold of his body, Song Yan used a Jianghu technique, slowly sending energy to aid in his recovery.

Seeing the effect was still weak, he simply hugged the little beggar entirely in his arms, warming him completely.

Xueyi, the young lady, watched this scene dumbfounded, and after a while, a softness appeared in her eyes, then she said to the neighboring musician and dancing girl, "I never thought, this gentleman is actually a knight."

Song Yan shouted, "Bring some food."

Xueyi, the young lady, responded with a sound, hastily wrapping herself even tighter, then took food from the hall and left.

Song Yan fed the little beggar, then directly contacted Tang Yi through the Communication Stone with a brief message, "Tell West Extremity Ancient Country to properly handle refugee affairs, while having the Ancient Country prepare to move westward as far away from the Barbaric Land as possible, because the disaster will certainly continue to expand. In the inland areas, reduce taxes and expand cultivation, preparing for famine. Local sects can participate, using Ancient Race Contribution Points as necessary rewards."

He wouldn't make long-term plans, and it's impossible to spend effort chasing the progress of this matter, nor was it professional, but now he held great power, and a single word from him could change many things.

Before, in Nanwu Sword Sect, he ignored disasters because he understood he couldn't change the big picture, nor could he defy the Puppet Sect's system. But now, he was the big picture on this land, he could change it as he wished, which naturally made it incomparable to before.

Xueyi, the young lady, distributed the mantou, then came to Song Yan's side, looking at the weak and dirty child in his arms, softly saying, "Sir, it's useless, even if there is today, there won't be tomorrow. Even if this place is helped, there are still others..."

"There is today, not tomorrow? There is this place, not elsewhere?"

Song Yan murmured, then immediately said, "You say this mantou is useless tomorrow, useless here, do these people not care? Have they given up?"

Xueyi, the young lady, fell silent from his retort.

Song Yan said, "They haven't given up, they care about the mantou. Don't neglect small kindnesses."

Xueyi, the young lady, didn't know what to say.

Song Yan waved and said, "You go back, anyway my rental of the boat is almost up, let's leave it at that, thank you today for doing some extra tasks."

Xueyi, the young lady, said, "Are you... not leaving?"

Song Yan said, "I'm not leaving."

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