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At this moment, someone was rapidly jogging toward this place.
It was not until he reached the foot of Feng Wentai that he hastily knelt to the ground.
His body trembled slightly.
His face was full of fear and unease.
Yet, Feng Wentai paid little attention to this.
He was silently observing the corpses of the farmers, ah, no, they should now be called refugees.
He couldn't help but sigh softly, a hint of helplessness appearing on his face.
The number of refugees was increasing.
Not just those pouring into Huai Shui County from outside.
Even many of the locals within Huai Shui County itself had become refugees under the terror of the drought and the disturbance of locusts.
This had been giving Feng Wentai quite a headache lately.
Especially as the reserves of food were diminishing.
Feng Wentai had been growing increasingly irritable in recent days.
"Chen Family, Tang Family, and that Luo Family, how have they been doing lately?"
