Hua Yan looked at Tian Bujue. This old man used to be extremely arrogant years ago, acting as if he was above the rest of the world. Ten years before, she had captured him to treat her brother's illness and confined him to Peach Blossom Valley. Over the years, he had gradually lost his former temperament.
He was a peculiar man with a tough streak and a natural pride; even when he was wrong, he'd put on an air as if he had a just cause, scoffing at others' mistakes. In all these years, she had never seen him regret his past actions quite like this.
After listening to his cursing for a moment, she calmly said, "I've already made arrangements. Everyone in Beian City who hasn't contracted the epidemic and shown symptoms by midnight tonight will be evacuated from the city. The more agitated you become now, the less capable you are of concentrating. Stop researching for the moment."
"Then what should I do?" Tian Bujue immediately asked.
