"If the people of White Tiger Cliff asked you to go back, would you still be willing?"

Mo Lan looked at them and asked if they felt they were not comfortable here, and if so, she could let them leave.

"Leave? Can we really leave?"

The group looked at Mo Lan, their initial surprise quickly turning into a shake of their heads. "We've all been captured for five or six years, the shortest being one or two. Where can we possibly go back to?"

“I still have family, I can go back.”

"Does anyone know if my family is still alive?"

"·····"

Looking at the sizable field, Mo Lan pondered for a moment. There were quite a few idle people in Qinglong Village, but the amount of land available for cultivation was limited. Perhaps it wouldn't be bad to find them some work to do.

How many people are there in your group?

"There are over a hundred, right? Besides this field, there's another one further down. We're the ones who manage it all. After the harvest, we barely keep enough for our own food, and the rest is taken by White Tiger Cliff."

Mo Lan nodded. "To be honest, White Tiger Cliff was breached a few days ago. If you don't want to stay, you can leave on your own. I will have someone give you a string of cash as severance pay. If you want to stay, life will be better than before."

Everyone: "......"

For a moment, they seemed unable to understand.

"Can't understand?"

Seeing their dumbfounded expressions, Mo Lan frowned. Had she not explained things clearly enough?

"No, young lady, we understand... no, we don't fully understand. You're letting us go? Why?"

"The reason is simple: I conquered White Tiger Cliff, so I'm in charge now," Mo Lan said calmly, patiently explaining to the group.

"I'll have someone come and register you later. Whether you stay or leave is up to you. You won't be able to stay after the deadline," Mo Lan said, turning and leaving.

The group was still in shock and could only stare blankly as Mo Lan left.

After a long while, someone suddenly let out a thunderous roar and hurriedly ran back, preparing to gather everyone to discuss countermeasures and what to do next.

Mo Lan did not interfere with their decision. After surveying the entire terrain, she turned and left.

It has to be said that Hu Biao, despite his rough appearance, is quite adept at finding a way out for himself, having acquired such a large plot of land to support himself.

From now on, this field will belong to them, which is a pleasant surprise.

Back on the cliff, Mo Lan told Hua Fengyu about discovering the possession, "Have your fourth uncle handle it later, so that our people can take over."

"That's really a good thing. Under the leadership of Father and Fourth Uncle, our Qinglong Village has always adhered to the rules. Every winter, food is scarce, and sometimes we can only eat one meal a day."

As Hua Fengyu spoke, a hint of helplessness flickered in his indifferent eyes.

Hearing Hua Fengyu say "adhering to the precepts," Mo Lan couldn't help but twitch her lips. No matter how principled he was, he was still a bandit in the eyes of the people.

Her father was a bit unprofessional.

If you're going to be a bandit, you have to be prepared to be one. All this restrictions and limitations are just a waste of time; you might as well starve to death.

"Lan'er, do you feel there's something wrong with this?"

Seeing the girl's rare speechless expression, Hua Fengyu couldn't resist teasing her.

"It's nothing, I just feel like you haven't recognized your own place yet?"

A bandit trying to talk about principles? Foolish!

Hua Fengyu coughed as he looked at the girl's undisguised mockery.

"You can't blame Dad and his uncles; they were just desperate and gathered together to make a living."