As Song Huaiyu finished speaking, the refugees were immediately in an uproar, with discussions rising one after another.
Some people shed tears of gratitude, kneeling on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly to thank the Song family for saving their lives; others quickly packed up their simple luggage, their eyes flashing with desire and longing for a new life in the imperial capital, ready to follow the Song family on a new journey.
And Song Jiao, the seemingly cold woman, stood quietly aside, with a deep gaze and a barely perceptible smile of satisfaction on the corner of her mouth.
Is what these people really need just temporary food and clothing?
No, what they need is a long-term solution to the problem from the root.
The Song family is their hope to get out of trouble and move towards a new life.
Song Huaiyu walked up to Song Jiao, his expression solemn: "Little sister, I have already made arrangements for those who are willing to go with us. As for those who choose to stay..."
Song Jiao raised her hand gently and interrupted him: "Brother, don't worry. Those who stayed have their own choices. We only need to pay attention to those who are willing to follow us and give them the best arrangements."
Her gaze passed through the crowd and fell on the six or seven hesitant people who were obviously Liu Yaoyao's followers. A hint of coldness flashed in her eyes.
Song Huaiyu nodded, a look of worry still on his face. "In that case, I'll leave them to you. I'll go back to the capital to handle some matters first. If you need anything, just send a letter."
Song Jiao smiled slightly and nodded in agreement: "Don't worry, big brother, I will take care of it."
After Song Huaiyu left, Song Jiao stood alone on the mountain path, looking into the distance.
She knew that this was only the first batch of refugees, and there would be more people who would need her to screen and arrange.
In the end, it would be best to let the monsters in the forest deal with these guys.
At this moment, Liu Yaoyao rushed over panting.
She ran around and finally borrowed spirit stones from the refugees who had a good impression of her and exchanged them for silver.
However, when she excitedly returned to the refugee gathering place, she only saw a few people.
Her face instantly turned pale, and the system prompt sounded again: [Refugee favorability has dropped to 20%.]
Liu Yaoyao widened her eyes in disbelief, her heart filled with confusion and anger.
Clearly, these refugees had a 100% favorable impression of her before, so how did it suddenly become like this?
She turned her head abruptly and looked at Song Jiao fiercely: "Is it you? Is it you who is responsible for all this?"
Song Jiao stared back at Liu Yaoyao coldly, a hint of teasing flashing in her eyes, and a faint smile curled up the corners of her mouth: "Junior sister, what are you talking about? I was just upholding the Song family motto and doing some good things within my ability. How come you say it's me who's causing trouble?"
Liu Yaoyao felt the inquiring gazes from the surroundings, and her heart tightened. She quickly suppressed the dissatisfaction and anger on her face and replaced it with a gentle smile. "Senior Sister, you misunderstood. That's not what I meant. I'm just curious, have you made arrangements for the other refugees?"
Song Jiao smiled gently, her tone carrying a hint of meaning: "Of course. Junior Sister, don't you often say that our Song family is wealthy and capable of providing shelter for these refugees? Naturally, I will do my best to live up to your expectations."
When she said this, her eyes suddenly became intriguing, staring closely at Liu Yaoyao, "Or... Junior Sister doesn't actually want me to do this?"
Upon hearing this, the remaining refugees focused their attention on Liu Yaoyao again, waiting for her answer, and the atmosphere became subtle for a moment.
Although Liu Yaoyao was furious, she didn't dare show it on her face. She could only force a smile and said, "No, Senior Sister is handling it very well now. I'm very satisfied."
Seeing this, Song Jiao curled her lips into a smug smile: "That's good, since everything is fine here, I'll leave first."
After she finished speaking, she flashed and turned into a streak of white light, instantly disappearing from everyone's sight.
The refugees looked in the direction where Song Jiao left, with awe and yearning in their eyes.
One of them couldn't help but flatteringly said, "Fairy Liu, the Song family is really generous. Can you give us some food and clothes first?"
Liu Yaoyao was very upset, but for the sake of face, she could only suppress her anger and threw the supplies in her hands to the ground: "You guys take them, I have something important to do now, I have to hurry back to the sect."
After saying that, she turned and left without looking back, leaving behind only a mess and several refugees looking at each other in bewilderment.
The sudden drop in favorability was like a bolt from the blue, causing Liu Yaoyao's cultivation to drop directly to the Foundation Establishment Stage.
She knew very well that her cultivation was closely related to her favorability. The higher the favorability, the stronger her cultivation would be.
Now this unexpected change has filled her heart with anger and resentment.
"How could this happen? Why did my favorability suddenly drop?" Liu Yaoyao gritted her teeth, her eyes flashing with anger. "That bitch must have been responsible! All those favorability points should have belonged to me!"
Elsewhere, Song Jiao was looking at Liu Yaoyao's angry expression on the system screen with satisfaction, with a sneer on her lips.
"Is that all? You're really useless. After that, are you going to collapse and commit suicide?" She secretly mocked herself in her heart. She just thought Liu Yaoyao's anger was ridiculous.
Want to gain favor? In front of me, Song Jiao, you can't even get away with it.
The next morning, sunlight filled the sect's main hall. The golden light and the ancient architecture complemented each other, making it look solemn and sacred.
Song Jiao, dressed in a light green shirt, walked into the hall with light steps, holding an exquisite jade bottle in her hand, which was filled with pills refined by Master Youxun.
She gently placed the jade bottle on the table, turned around and said to her fellow apprentices, "My fellow apprentices, this is a pill that Master Youxun personally refined. Although it's not a rare treasure, it will definitely help you in your cultivation. Master gave me too much, and I can't use it all by myself. You can pick some and take them."
As Song Jiao finished speaking, the hall instantly became lively.
Everyone gathered around, their eyes sparkling with excitement and anticipation.
Some sharp-eyed disciples had already recognized the elixir on the table. It turned out to be a precious fourth-level elixir, and they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.
"Senior Sister, this... this is a fourth-level elixir!" a disciple shouted in disbelief.
You know, usually Junior Sister Liu Yaoyao would only give out Level 2 elixirs, and that required a lot of effort. But the first time Senior Sister gave out such a precious Level 4 elixir!
"Big Sister is so generous!"
"We really misunderstood Senior Sister before. She has always cared about us."
The fellow students talked about it and their attitude towards Song Jiao changed drastically.
[System prompt: The favorability of fellow disciples has decreased... The host is about to be punished.]
[Favorability continues to decline...]
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