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"Immortal Master..."
A fierce-looking samurai clasped his fists and bowed to Wang Chen, "The charity distribution of Spirit Rice porridge from the nine large cauldrons has been completed!"
This Innate Cultivator, who was originally just a passerby, was moved by Wang Chen's act of distributing porridge to save the people and thus volunteered to help maintain order while also supervising the distribution of the Spirit Rice porridge.
"Good."
Wang Chen nodded, "Then cook another nine cauldrons."
Although the quantity of the nine cauldrons of Spirit Rice porridge was substantial, it could not satisfy all the refugees and beggars outside Dongwu Stockade city.
Many who arrived late were still queuing.
They held their bowls and pots expectantly, hoping Wang Chen would continue his charitable deeds.
Wang Chen did as they wished.
"Thank you, Immortal Master!"
"Immortal Master is merciful!"
"Immortal Master has shown great kindness and virtue; this humble one will never forget!"
