Seeing Wang Meng looking at her blankly, Gu Liyan smiled and said, "You stay here and don't go anywhere. I will have my senior brother help you regain your strength and get your status as city lord back!"
Wang Meng shook his head. "I'm already like this, how could I possibly be qualified to become the city lord?"
Gu Liyan smiled and said, "My senior brother and I are no ordinary people, so we naturally have methods that ordinary people cannot do! Wait here for a moment, and I will tell my senior brother the whole story."
After saying this, Gu Liyan was no longer worried that Wang Meng would run away, and immediately got up and left to find Mo Han.
Mo Han was distributing porridge at the city gate at this time, and that bowl of porridge eventually turned into rice water.
As more and more people gathered, Mo Han frowned. "This little bit of food we have can only solve the immediate crisis. This isn't a long-term solution. We must find the source of the poisonous fog—"
"Senior brother," Gu Liyan called softly, afraid of disturbing Mo Han.
Seeing Gu Liyan come to find her, Mo Han disregarded the present situation and ordered the soldiers beside her to come to Gu Liyan alone. "You're already sick and you still have to come out. You're really getting more and more stubborn."
"Senior brother, do you remember the drunken beggar you met yesterday?" Gu Liyan asked.
"So what if he's just a crippled city lord?" Mo Han said dismissively.
"So Senior Brother already knew." Gu Liyan said with a smile, and then told Mo Han the information he had obtained from Wang Meng.
Mo Han coldly said, "He sounds pitiful, but it's not exactly tragic. Are you just moved by his pitiful appearance?"
Gu Liyan's expression turned serious. "Senior brother, I just want to use him to expose the fake city lord's identity!"
"And then what? Panic among the people? That they'll be psychologically attacked by the snake people and collapse in disarray?" Mo Han sneered. "Xiao Li, the reason I put that guy in your room was to test how you would come up with a solution, but your method is really giving me a hard time!"
"No, I meant to..." Gu Liyan was about to say something when a soldier beside him shouted, "Commander, there's not enough porridge!"
"If it's not enough, just cook another pot!" Mo Han said impatiently. "You have to ask me about such a small thing? That's ridiculous!"
Upon hearing Mo Han's words, Gu Liyan immediately shut his mouth and dared not say anything more.
Mo Han looked at Gu Liyan and asked, "What do you want to say?"
Gu Liyan spoke weakly, "I realized there was a flaw in the plan, but it's all over now."
Mo Han glanced at Gu Liyan and said, "Leave this matter to me. You should focus on recovering. This world is different from other worlds. If something really happens, I won't even have time to save you."
Thinking of the poison in his body, Gu Liyan felt a pang of sorrow, but still nodded and said, "Yes, I will be careful."
As Gu Liyan and Mo Han parted ways, Mo Han felt that Gu Liyan was hiding something from her as she watched his retreating figure, but she didn't feel comfortable asking too many questions.
Gu Liyan's plan was to frame the Wang family for the source of the poisonous fog, and then have Wang Meng come forward to identify the current Wang Meng as a snake-man. At that time, the source of the poisonous fog would be found, and the snake-man's conspiracy would naturally fall apart.
But would such a simple plan succeed? Gu Liyan felt that she was not meticulous enough, and if something went wrong, it might alert the enemy.
Lost in thought, he returned to his room and found Wang Meng still sitting there dejectedly. In that instant, he thought of many things: the once majestic City Lord Wang Meng, the lively and cheerful Wang Qi, the vicious fake Steward Lin, and the ugly face of the fake Wang Qi who had poisoned him...
The hesitation in Gu Liyan's eyes turned into determination. "Lord Wang, I have a plan..."
As the sun sets, the sky in this capital city shrouded in poisonous fog turns blood red, looking particularly terrifying, which is why many people dare not venture out at night.
Mo Han sighed helplessly as he looked at the rice and grain he had obtained from the Prince's mansion, which was almost gone. He knew that they had not given him all of it, but he could not continue to go to their door to "beg for food".
How will those starving people survive tomorrow...?
Mo Han was now under a crimson sky, a sky he also hated; it made him feel uncomfortable and oppressed.
Just then, a timid young man emerged from the alley. Mo Han didn't recognize him, but he realized the young man was indeed heading towards him. He coldly asked, "What do you want?"
The young man was startled by Mo Han, but he still gritted his teeth and handed her a note. Mo Han looked at him suspiciously and asked, "What is this?"
"You'll see when you see it!" The young man's eyes were filled with panic, but he still mustered up the courage to speak.
Mo Han took it, but the young man turned around and ran into the alley in a flash, and could not be found again.
Mo Han looked down at the note in her hand with a puzzled expression, her pupils contracting slightly before a look of joy appeared on her face. "I knew the poisoner would show up sooner or later!"
Mo Han sneered: Tonight, someone will definitely come here to poison him!
The night sky was shrouded in thick fog, and its source seemed traceable: a water source that flowed throughout the entire royal city.
Under the cover of night, a figure in black lingered on the shore. After thinking for a moment, he took out a bottle and was about to bend down and throw it in when suddenly torches lit up the surrounding area. The figure in black was startled and the bottle fell into the water.
The bottle fell into the water and something resembling green seaweed floated to the surface. The man in black stared wide-eyed in astonishment. Just then, the torches that had lit up the night were already approaching.
He had nowhere to hide, so he stood there watching the leader get closer and closer.
Reaching within a meter of him, Mo Han handed the torch to the soldier beside him and coldly addressed the man in black, "Surrender. Your actions have already been noticed by the spies of the Royal City's Chuhefang."
The man in black remained motionless, silently watching Mo Han without uttering a word.
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