The Two-Faced Venerate Emperor
chapter-561

Huan Qing Yan kept pointing out at how pitiful the gnomes were, how the children were starving to the point of nearly digging up earth to eat…

Thus, he gave in to her.

If the gnomes dared to play any tricks, with his current knowledge about them, he could easily deal with them, that was why he did not object any further.

Dorna’s expression froze for a moment, “Young Master Ya, please be rest assured.”

He would never do anything that would wrong her, he only hopes for her to live a good life…

Fate has brought them together and allowed them to establish a bond, when he was about to starve to death, it was a glutton that bought him in an auction because he was being treated as a watermelon.

Later on, she would occasionally drop food near him for him to eat, even though he has hidden himself really well, she would still often talk to him as though they were engaged in a conversation…

When he was in the ball, he often wonders how come such a silly and foolish human girl exists!

She would often hugged him against her chest, despite an equipment separating them, he would still display a red face of embarrassment, this human girl was thorough fool till the end.

Though her act of speaking at a ball half a day was exceptionally foolish, yet unexpectedly, it also displayed her kindness.

Yet unexpectedly it was something that he likes.

Yet unexpectedly he was unable to do anything for her.

Yet unexpectedly…

The trio reached the pond within the palace and Huan Qing Yan started to fill it up with clear stream water…

She was still feeling fatigue thanks to Ji Mo Ya’s actions over the past few days, therefore her mental power was not in peak condition. A large amount of mental power was used to bring out the ingredients earlier, but she continued to fill up an entire pond with pond, this had caused quite a strain on her.

“Bally, everything’s done.”

Dorna was startled beyond startled.

Huan Qing Yan must be in possession of a legendary dimensional treasure, and this secret, was something he would never tell anyone as well.

He acted as though nothing interesting happened, “Thank you.”

Ji Mo Ya put a hand around Huan Qing Yan’s waist and said his goodbyes to Dorna, “At least three months and up to a year. Wait for our news.”

The food was enough for the gnomes to survive for up to two years.

Next, Ji Mo Ya brought Huan Qing Yan and left with his guards.

The race of gnomes had all gathered to send them off.

When Ji Mo Ya and his group left, Dorna returned to the palace and went to the place where he locked up the livestock… and butchered all of them.

Skinned them and cured their meat.

After the meat jerkies were properly dried, he plans to slowly distribute out to the gnome community.

Compared to living livestock, meat jerkies would be much easier to explain as these were things that could be stored in storage rings in the first place. Everyone saw Ji Mo Ya and Huan Qing Yan visiting the palace emptyhanded, yet so many livestock were left behind when they left, if anyone with a decent mind saw it, they would be able to easily guess many things from this.

There were still people supporting Herbu’s faction in the community, although these remnants appeared obedient on the surface, no one truly knew whether these individuals were truly loyal or not.

There was a need to be prudent to avoid any unforeseen incidents.

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The Nan Gong Clan.

Within the ancestral hall where the Longevity Lamps were kept, Nan Gong Bei Cheng was currently kneeling within it.

The Nan Gong Clan has been weakening over the generations as talented descendants being born to the clan were getting lesser and lesser. Their only King Spirit Master had also disappeared for more than a century already, and this time, more than half of their elites have perished during the gnome mission!

Only a handful of the people who left have returned.

Nan Gong Bei Cheng participated as an observer who did not knew the details of the mission, only until he returned to the clan, did he understood everything that has happened.

His father, Nan Gong Liang, has died, his uncles and cousins… many of them have also fallen over there.

Ji Mo Ya seemed to bear a great hatred for them, even though the survivors were running away, he still used a powerful move, summoning several tens of thousands of brushes that fell like rain onto the escapees.