Now, Li Yueming's efforts finally showed some results.
He sighed for a while.
Li Yueming smiled and said," I'm not the Son of Heaven. There's no need for you to kneel. Everyone is equal in Qingdu Port!""
But even so.
Only a few people stood up.
Even more people were still kneeling on the ground.
Before Li Yueming could say anything.
The crowd once again opened their mouths in unison."
Hearing this.
Li Yueming could only shake his head helplessly.
At this moment.
Fu Xiaorou, who was not far away, came up to him.
Seemingly sensing Li Yueming's helplessness, he whispered,""Master, these people are starving people outside the city. They are kneeling on the ground to thank you for saving their lives!"
Li Yueming nodded and said,""I see!"
Recruit refugees.
To him, it was just a simple sentence.
However, when magnified, there were hundreds of thousands of lives.
