"Your factory got burned down too."
Le Yuxin glanced a couple of times toward the Central District and nodded, "Yeah, it really did. Every single one of our family's factories has gone up in flames. Sigh, what a tragic day for the Jing Family."
"So are we just gonna sit here?" Quan Xin spun his pen as he asked, "Do nothing at all? I swear my dad's gonna rip me a new one..."
"We're doing stuff though." Luo Zhen tossed the dice, "Didn't we send someone to get everybody at the patrol barracks to move out, and told the squad captain to take his team and chase the arsonists? How can you say we're not doing anything? Your turn, Young Master Qin."
