The other refugees also knelt before Xuan Louze. "Master!"
Xuan Louze looked at the refugees with a headache. This is troublesome. "Once the city doesn't get a response, they will send soldiers out again. You should leave quickly."
The young man raised his head, his eyes showing a decisive resolve. "We will be in the forest south of the city. If you change your mind, you can come find us."
"Alright, alright," Xuan Louze hurriedly agreed, then sent them away.
Once the group of refugees had gone far, Xuan Louze transmitted a message to them, "I won't come to find you. You should leave quickly. The city's soldiers will surely come to surround you. Farewell."
The young man and the other refugees turned back to look at the white-clad youth at the city gate, like a beacon of light.
After a while, they quickly disappeared into the forest.
