After sitting for a while, the old patriarch suddenly stood up with a loud sound and wanted to walk out.
"You have to go to Ye Ling to ask about your father."
Di Fuyi stood there with his arms folded, stopping the old patriarch in his tracks with just two words.
"Yes" Things have developed so far.
Hua Zhichun doesn't want to be the city lord.
He can reluctantly accept Ye Nu as the city lord, but he really wants to know what happened to his father.
Ye Nu must be an insider.
"You thought he would tell you?"
Di Fuyi's voice was slightly cold.
The old patriarch: "I, I just want to know the whereabouts of my father, I don't care about anything else."
"Just because you don't care doesn't mean he doesn't care.
You went to find him to prove that you recognized him.
You thought he wanted people to know that he was a slave.
You thought he would keep you alive until tomorrow."
Old patriarch: "But" "Nothing but.
If you still want to live, then pretend nothing happened and didn't recognize him.
Stay here peacefully for a few days and take care of your villagers.
I will take care of your father's affairs.
I'll help you investigate and I'll give you justice when the time comes."
Di Fuyi interrupted him.
Perhaps because of these days of adventure, the old patriarch had great trust in Di Fuyi.
After hearing what he said, his excited and angry heart finally calmed down a little.
He was not stupid and understood what Di Fuyi said.
Ye Nu is no longer the Ye Nu who was loyal to him before and after the horse, but the evil and cruel Lord Ye Ling.
If he is not careful, he may end up handing over his life here.
After appeasing the old city lord, Di Fuyi also told the news he had just gone out to find out.
When these news came out, Gu Xijiu's heart sank slightly.
There are now more than 100,000 people in this city, including more than 80,000 poor people.
These people bear the burden of food, clothing, housing and transportation for the whole city.
They have to work fifteen or six hours a day, but they have neither enough food nor clothing.
Living below the poverty line.
The rich people in the city can beat and scold them at will, and even if they kill them, no one dares to say anything else.
The other 20,000 people have spiritual power level three or above.
Most of these people need to go out every day to hunt ferocious beasts to obtain spiritual crystals.
They also have tasks.
Each time they go out, twenty people must hunt at least one. , otherwise they will not be allowed to enter the city again.
If someone is seriously injured outside, they can only be abandoned outside, because Luohua City does not leave injured people Those with fourth-level spiritual power can serve as soldiers, obtain land and houses, and have a slightly more comfortable life.
The sixth-level spiritual power works as a guard beside the city lord, and is assigned a mansion, slaves and beauties, and lives a life of luxury and debauchery.
These people all own shops, and the items sold in each shop are unique, including both necessities for people's lives and luxuries for people's fun.
Because of the monopoly, the prices are naturally extremely expensive.
Ordinary people may not be able to afford even a small thing inside after working hard for a month.
There have been many outsiders in the city over the years, and many of them have profound spiritual power and profound strategies.
Naturally, these people are unwilling to be inferior to others, and there are also many who want to replace the city lord.
What's more, this city lord is unpopular because he is too ruthless, and most people hate him to the core.
But no one dared or could touch him, because he had created the barrier above the city to block the rain of blood and blood bats, and no one could replace it: