Looking at the group of family members behind them, Chen Yu frowned and said, "Mayor Zhao, the conditions are harsh right now. You already have heavy responsibilities, and bringing so many family members along will probably cause you a lot of inconvenience."

"Here's what we'll do. My Tianyu base has excellent conditions in all aspects. Let your families go to my Tianyu base to take refuge. This will reduce your worries and allow us to carry out our work more effectively."

"This... Commander Chen, no need, this is too much trouble for you." The group repeatedly refused.

"Don't mention the trouble, you're being too polite," Chen Yu said sincerely. "Mayor Zhao, you are an important force in the reconstruction of Baqing City, and your safety is directly related to the future of the entire city. It is my duty as the militia commander to ensure that your families are properly resettled."

"This really won't work, Chen..."

"Alright, alright, it's getting late, you lot should hurry up and get going! The 'cold relief and disaster relief' work in Baqing still needs your leadership!" Chen Yu interrupted them directly.

He then instructed several "militiamen": "Quickly take all the uncles, aunts and children into the snow house. It's cold, don't let them get cold."

Seeing their loved ones being taken away by a group of "militiamen," Zhao Jiangying and the others looked bitter.

However, circumstances are beyond their control, so what can they do?

All he could do was wave goodbye to his loved ones with a bitter expression.

They knew that their family members had been left behind by Chen Yu as hostages.

To their utter surprise, after escaping Yu Gang's clutches, they fell into Chen Yu's wolf den. Moreover, Chen Yu was even more ruthless, intending to send their families to Zhongyang City, hundreds of kilometers away, for house arrest.

The only saving grace is that they themselves are no longer imprisoned.