"Stay clear of the government troops, if you can run away, do so. Do not lose your cool and charge into a fight. If you injure someone, the situation will escalate."
Lin Qingluo insisted, still concerned.
"Understood, Master, you can rest assured, we won't act impulsively."
Wang Meng reassured, patting his chest heartily.
"Okay, let's leave it at that. If you really run into trouble, contact me in time."
Satisfied with their response, Lin Qingluo stopped hesitating, took the pot into the tent, dropped the curtain, shut out the outside world, focused his mind and body on studying the disease, and developing a cure.
**
"Brother Long, Feng Yi, Shitou…...you all gather."
Wang Meng followed the little master's instruction and called his brothers into another tent.
"What's up?"
"What's going on?"
The brothers responded upon being summoned, casually spread out on the blanket, ready to listen to orders.
