Nobody dared play tricks anymore, they all followed Chu Qingzhi's orders diligently.
One by one, the crates were moved out from the ground, stacking up into a small mountain.
Chu Qingzhi, watching the pile of crates, breathed a sigh of relief, knowing she could alleviate the military camp's food shortage. She leaped down from the rooftop and confronted the old man, "Who ordered you to do this?"
The old man, both hating and fearing Chu Qingzhi, replied, "It was Lu Ziming."
Lu Ziming, the steward of the Prince of the eastern border's household. Chu Qingzhi furrowed her brows, "Whose side is this Lu Ziming really on?"
The old man insisted, "I don't know, I'm just a friend of Lu Ziming, helping him out of goodwill." He hadn't expected that this would provoke Chu Qingzhi, a demonic woman!
