Han Zhao bowed down: "As Your Majesty commands!"
Emperor Yue gripped the corner of the plain-colored cloth in his hand: "The Li family is planning to return to their hometown this time. With the heavy snowfall this year, the bandits in the mountains must be having a tough time. Take good care of Commander Han, make sure he assigns people to escort them, and don't let any accidents happen to Li Ren and his sons!"
Han Zhao hesitated for a moment.
Emperor Yue raised an eyebrow in displeasure, "What, don't you understand what I mean by accident?"
Han Zhao immediately knelt down: "Your old servant understands, I will pass on the order now!"
Fifteen days later, those in Ye City with insider information learned that the Li family had been robbed by bandits en route to their hometown. All the men were killed, and the women of the house were barely spared due to the timely arrival of the government office.
But with no men in the house, the future of these women was uncertain.
