Called out by Nie Zhenbang like that, the old man's somewhat desolate and lonely figure turned around, looking at Nie Zhenbang. By this time, the staff of Xingzhou City had already approached and said something to the old man, bringing him over.
As to what was said, Nie Zhenbang didn't even need to think about it to guess. It was nothing more than an introduction to who the various leaders were on his side. They would remind the old man to mind the impact of his words, what should be said and what shouldn't be, and to have this in mind.
However, Nie Zhenbang did not care about this. His visit to the dike was motivated by his feelings. It was just that instinct told him that for Xingzhou City in its current position, the flood-control dike was critical. He had no other thoughts.
Once he was atop the dike, he saw the old man's desolation and became curious. The elder's gaze focused on Dajiang and the abandoned old city.
