As he continued to manage his own task, Feng Xin snapped, “How couldn’t you? Refugees have already fled here!” It was said in a tone so sharp that Mu Qing’s face stiffened. He replied in a hard voice, “I told the truth; there really wasn’t anything. Are you trying to say that I’m purposely withholding information? Well, did you hear anything yourself? I’m on duty at the Temple of the Crown Prince during odd months, and you’re on duty for even months. If there really were people from Yong’an praying for the end of a drought, there’s no reason the drought-related prayers would only come in
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WATCH OUT I'M GONNA POP FENG XIN'S HEAD LIKE A ZIT. NO WONDER MU QING HITS HIM SO OFTEN HE DESERVES IT
