Chapter 498: Relief

The Dark Moon Realm Lord said, "The matter of Taiping City has been fulfilled as promised to Baiyu."

"Thank you." An Yan lowered her eyes and responded, then picked up the teacup on the table and took a sip.

"I think you have good intelligence and are a rare talent in the world. Why don't you practice with me?" The Lord of the Dark Moon Realm also asked tentatively without forcing him at all.

An Yan chuckled and said, "Are you trying to persuade me to become a nun?"

"If you are willing, your future accomplishments will definitely surpass mine. When you achieve success, even I will bow to you." The Dark Moon Realm Lord is not the same as

She was joking, but he really saw that she had this blessing. He had been hesitating whether to tell her, and today, seeing that she was burdened by her persistence, he reminded her, which was also another way out.

But An Yan never thought of doing the same as the Dark Moon Realm Lord and said, "If that place is so good, why don't you go back and live there? Why do you have to stay here?"

The Dark Moon Realm Lord chuckled and said, "Okay, I won't force you."

An Yan's face remained expressionless, but she was still a little worried.

The Dark Moon Realm Lord said again, "Go get me a wooden box. I can use it."

An Yan would never be stingy with a wooden box. She stood up and went back to the inner room, picked out a box made of fine rosewood, poured out all the flowered gauze inside, and then took it outside and placed it on the table. She said to the Dark Moon Realm Lord, "This, I can give it to you."

The Lord of the Dark Moon Realm chuckled and didn't explain anything to her. He just opened the lid of the box, then waved his sleeve and cast a ray of light outside the yard. All the Youyue grass in the yard came to his side and condensed into a white ball of light. He grabbed it with his hand again, and saw that the ball of light seemed to be torn apart, and turned into small balls, all of which fell into the box.

Only then could I see clearly that all the white light balls had turned into small transparent crystals, each one round and clear.

An Yan felt that the Lord of the Dark Moon Realm was so magical. His ability was rare. He could transform everything here into the energy he needed and produce what he wanted.

I heard the Dark Moon Realm Lord say, "One hundred and eight stalks of Phantom Moon Grass will transform into one hundred and eight crystals. Wear them on your body. If you feel any pain, crush one to relieve it. However, once you use it up, the pain will be even more unbearable than before."

An Yan looked inside the box, picked up one, and looked at it towards the sunlight, saying, "It seems to be shining with colorful light inside."

"They are just some small gadgets." The Dark Moon Realm Lord disagreed.

"Thank you very much." An Yan closed the box, turned around and put it away, then came out and sat down outside.

The Dark Moon Realm Lord glanced outside and said, "It's time for me to go back."

"Why don't you stay for dinner?" An Yan asked.

"No." After saying this, the Lord of Dark Moon Realm left the yard like a ray of light.

The old man was about to come over to ask, but when he saw that only An Yan was there, he asked, "Why, has An Yue left?"

"Gone." An Yan replied.

"Oh, I wanted to discuss with him to see if he could make us a new mount, why did he leave?" The old man felt sorry but didn't ask.

"Don't make things difficult for him. It's already good enough that he can lend us his boat. How can you ask for such high standards?" An Yan signaled the old man not to be too greedy.

The old man nodded and said, "Okay, let's not talk about this matter anymore."

Suddenly, a servant came running in from outside and said, "City Lord, something bad has happened outside. Many people from the river are knocking on the city gate and saying they want to come to the west city."

"What's going on?" An Yan asked.

"We have already closed the city gate, and now more and more people are coming here." The servant reported everything in detail.

The old man quickly said, "I'll go out and see what's going on."

An Yan also strode out of the city and met Mei Die. She said, "I was just about to go over and tell you that the city on the other side of the river is flooded."

Following her was Beifeng, who had a calm expression and didn't look nervous at all.

"Why is it flooding?" An Yan was a little confused.

"It's all because of the fighting and arguing between them," Meidie said, adding, "Most of the fish and shrimp over there are dead. I'm afraid the situation is very bad."

An Yan said, "Those people really don't care about the lives of the people in the city." After that, he waved his right hand, and a black robe appeared. He put it on his body and went to the city gate like the wind.

Bei Feng was surprised. He said, "How cool! The Lord of West City is truly extraordinary."

"Of course. If you want to talk about the most heroic woman, it is of course the mayor of West City. No one can compare to her." Mei Die was a little proud. Whoever praised An Yan was praising her.

Bei Feng lowered his eyes to look at her, but said: "But in my heart, you are the first."

Meidie was startled by these words and took a step to the side, because she found that Beifeng was very close to her. She was always confused by him recently, especially when he said these sweet words to her. She immediately said, "I'll go over to help." Then she went to the city gate.

An Yan was already standing on the city wall, looking down and saw many poor people blocking the door, and many people were also running over. The most pitiful ones were these people, they were innocent.

The old man came up and said to An Yan, "Their homes were flooded, so they came here for refuge. What are you going to do?"

An Yan thought about it for a while, and then said, "Is there a place to accommodate them in the city?"

"Yes, there is, but it's not a long-term solution," said the old man.

"It's also my fault. I didn't think it through. I really shouldn't have let these people lose their homes and now they have to suffer like this. We in Xicheng should take care of them. Since the river is ours, they are the people of our Xicheng." An Yan said to the old man.

The old man nodded and said, "City Lord, please go back first. I'm here and I'll take care of them one by one. But who will cross the river?"

"Let me go." Beifeng said, and he and Meidie also went up to the city wall.

An Yan turned sideways to look at him and said, "Let Meidie go with you to drive out those who refuse to submit. If there are any who resist, execute them on the spot to serve as a warning to others."

Meidie agreed: "Yes, I understand."

"Send an elite soldier to accompany you, so that there will be a shortage of manpower." An Yan gave another order and looked towards the old man.

The old man nodded in agreement and said, "City Lord, you can go back first. I am here."

"Okay." After saying that, An Yan went down the city wall and returned to her own courtyard. She thought that she should go find Mancao and Qingfeng tomorrow, but if they were unwilling to come out, who should take care of them?

Logically speaking, Beifeng knows the water area best, but he is not from Xicheng after all, so it may be difficult to make arrangements.

An Yan felt that this matter should be discussed after Li Rongsen came back. Right now, she had to draw up a rescue plan and also consider how to deal with the aftermath of the waterway and how much money to spend to repair it.

By dinner time, Li Rongsen and Yan Qingqiu had returned. They did not come to An Yan immediately, but first arranged for the homeless people with the old man, and then came to An Yan.

And An Yan has also planned all the arrangements.

The old man followed Li Rongsen and Yan Qingqiu and said, "City Lord, everything is ready. We have arranged everything for them to come into the city. Many families are willing to receive them."

"Okay, take this and do as the boss says. Don't worry about the money." An Yan was afraid that the old man would be stingy.

The old man said, "The city lord is overthinking. I understand that human lives are at stake. How dare I neglect them?"

An Yan chuckled and nodded, then listened to the old man continue, "Besides, Mr. Li is the best at making money, so why should I worry?"

(End of this chapter)