Starry Sky Railway: Opening Performance - Taixu Sword God

"Ok?"

"refugee?"

Upon hearing the word "refugee," the boss's expression immediately changed.

“Friend, all the goods here are high-end. How can we give them to those lowly foreign refugees? It would be a terrible waste.”

"Please think about it again, this food is so good..."

"?" Yan Huan looked the shop owner up and down. "Food is just for people to eat, why distinguish between good and bad?"

"If you keep nagging, I'm returning the product."

"Uh... okay." The boss shut his mouth helplessly.

……

Back in the temple, Yan Huan distributed the food and set up the large iron pot.

"Lord Yan Huan, we are really full." The female leader said embarrassedly.

"Mommy~ I can still eat!" The little girl was very excited when she saw Yan Huan set up the big pot.

"Look, some people can still eat, right?" Yan Huan tossed the base ingredients into the pot and said seriously:

"I've been gone for so long, you must be hungry again. Let's keep going now."

After they finish this meal and rest for a while, we'll have to send them to the shelter.

Although Yan Huan had never been there, the conditions there must have been much worse than they were now.

Especially the food...

According to the restaurant owner, the staple food in the shelter was likely hard bread.

Flames rose, heating the soup in the large pot until it made a bubbling sound.

Yan Huan tossed the earth beast meat patty into the pot, followed by some greens, dried bamboo shoots, shiitake mushrooms, and wood ear mushrooms...

The aroma of food filled the surroundings.

Although Yan Huan really wanted to bring these refugees into the city, Ohmma wasn't his...

Doing so would not only trigger conflict between himself and the Senate or the Golden Clan, but would also disrupt the order of the Holy City.

While I was pondering, a shout suddenly came from afar.

"Something terrible has happened, Lord Yan Huan!"

"?"

Yan Huan looked up and saw the bearded disciple running in from outside the temple.

"No, how did you get here on foot?"

"Didn't I tell you to message me when you're all better and I'd come pick you up?!"

“But I don’t have my master’s communication stone tablet.”

The young man looked extremely anxious.

"My teacher, my teacher...!"

"Oh!" he exclaimed, sounding quite frustrated.

Surrounded by the refugees, Yan Huan analyzed:

"Is the bearded man in danger?"

"What big beard... Lord Yan Huan, my master's name is Suktiris!" the young man corrected.

"Who can remember that..."

Yan Huan narrowed his eyes:

"Get to the point, what happened to him? Was he stabbed by the Heavenly Punishment's minions? That shouldn't be possible... Do these things still exist in the Holy City?"

"No, no, no, they are not the followers of those mad kings!"

The young man explained:

"Is such that."

“At first, my master said he had a way to get the medicine, but I had to take it out of the city.”

He pointed me to a small alley and told me to come back in fifteen minutes to get my medicine!

"I figured I had some time to spare, so I decided to grab something to eat first. But by the time I finished eating, it was almost time for the farewell ceremony..."

He seemed very annoyed.

"I rushed out of the store and ran down that street..."

"I hadn't run far when I saw my master walking with three soldiers—although my master wasn't wearing shackles, I could tell from his expression that he must have been forced!"

"I followed those guards all the way and discovered that they had actually taken my master to the upper level of the Cloud Stone Heavenly Palace!"

"There were too many people and too many eyes there, so I couldn't get too close. I had no choice but to come back to you to discuss a solution."

"Oh right." The young man suddenly remembered, "I did find the medicine in that alley afterwards, isn't that amazing?"

"..."

After hearing the young man's description, Yan Huan was speechless.

It was obvious that the bearded man had gone to steal the medicine, hid it in an alley, and was then arrested by the guards.

It was mentioned before that drugs in Ohmma are controlled substances, and Yan Huan thought the bearded man had some connection to it...

The result was surprisingly simple and straightforward.

Have you ever wondered where the medicine came from?

"?"

"You mean these medicines...?"

The young man blinked, thought for a moment, and then suddenly realized.

"Fuck!!"

"No, there must be some misunderstanding here...!"

The young man was immediately panicked.

"Hero, you are the most powerful Golden Blood I have ever seen. Please help my master explain. The guards will surely listen!"

"..."

At this moment, some of the refugees stepped forward and asked nervously:

"Did we...did we drag that gentleman down?"

"This is none of your business."

Yan Huan looked at the sack on the young man's shoulder and pointed at it, asking:

"Did that old man steal this medicine?"

“Uh…yes.” The young man nodded.

"What does 'regulation' mean? Does it mean locals aren't allowed to buy it?" Yan Huan asked again.

"No." The young man shook his head.

"Purchasing controlled items requires strict approval."

"But the reason of buying medicine for foreign refugees would absolutely not pass approval. Perhaps that's why my teacher..."

Thinking about this, the young man became even more upset.

"I...I can't do anything!"

"You rascal, you can't say things like that," Yan Huan quickly stopped him.

"If we return the medicine, will the guards release the old man?"

"Probably not." The young man was very disappointed.

"If one can escape punishment simply by returning the stolen items, then there is no cost to committing the crime."

"Lord Yan Huan, this is not about unpaid wages."

"..."

Yan Huan stirred the pot with a large spoon while thinking of a solution.

The relationship between the Nameless One and the Golden Descendants was already strained, and if they cause trouble again before things have even eased, it will only make matters worse.

Therefore, it is not advisable to forcibly take the old man away.

Even if he escapes the Holy City, where can he go?

It's so dangerous outside now, so many people are desperate to get into Ohmari.

"Hey~ I've got an idea."

Yan Huan waved her hand, called the female team leader over, and instructed her:

"You prepare this soup, I'm going to the Holy City."

"Okay, okay." The female tour leader tactfully took the large spoon, tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and said sincerely:

"We're waiting for you to come back."

……

Upper level of the Marble Heavenly Palace.

"Stop right there! What are you doing?!"

Outside the prison area, two guards blocked Yan Huan's way.

"Is the old man here?" Yan Huan asked.

"Old man? What old man... There are so many old men in the Holy City, how am I supposed to know which one you're asking about!" The guard was getting impatient.

Yan Huan quickly slipped him some Liheng coins.