Sun Wuji and Zhou Tian and the others also squeezed in at the back.
"Yan Ning! You...you're finally awake! You scared us to death!"
Ye Qingling's sobs trembled as she rushed over to hug her.
Afraid of hurting her, he held his hand in mid-air, his fingertips trembling.
Yan Ning wanted to speak.
My neck felt like it was being sawed back and forth by a rusty, dull knife, and it burned with pain.
She gasped, her voice hoarse as she said:
"Where is the mayor...and those...people from the slums..."
Master Ye quickly bent down, his voice both soft and urgent:
"Master Yan, you are truly a great benefactor to our town! Thanks to you, all those poor people who were arrested have been released, not one of them missing!"
"That heartless bastard mayor was immediately pinned down by the police! He was tied up and taken away!"
"You are a hero! A great hero of our whole town!"
He spoke with such passion that spittle flew from his mouth.
Yan Ning twitched the corner of her mouth, wanting to laugh, but then a sharp pain shot through her neck again.
"If there's nothing else..."
The word "good" hadn't even been uttered yet.
Then came a series of hurried footsteps outside.
There was also a faint commotion mixed in.
A servant rushed in, panting, his face flushed red:
"Master! Master! A huge crowd has arrived outside! A massive horde, all from the slums in the west of the city!"
Everyone in the room was stunned.
The servant continued, "They were all carrying things, like eggs and vegetables, and they were blocking our gate."
"They insisted on coming in, saying they wanted to thank Miss Yan Ning in person for saving their lives!"
Master Ye and Ye Qingling looked at each other in bewilderment.
Xie Huaiye raised an eyebrow slightly.
Sun Wuji muttered, "Wow, quite a show of force."
“This…” Master Ye looked at Yan Ning, somewhat hesitant.
She had just woken up, her face as white as paper.
The injury on her neck was horrifying to look at; she was definitely not fit to see guests.
Yan Ning struggled to sit up.
The movement aggravated her wound, causing her to hiss in pain.
Ye Qingling hurriedly pressed her down: "Yan Ning, don't move!"
"Let them in..."
Yan Ning was panting, but her eyes were firm. "It would be fine if a few representatives came in."
She wanted to know how those people were doing.
Master Ye sighed and waved to his servants, "Quickly, go and invite these elders in! Be polite to them!"
"The others should reassure him gently, saying that Master Yan has just woken up and cannot withstand the wind, and that they appreciate the sentiment!"
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