Xiao Mu looked at Qiao Zhong, unsure for a moment how to console him. Though Qiao Zhong's idea of fleeing was indeed disgraceful, his forthright admission left Xiao Mu without grounds to blame him. Moreover, valuing his duty, Qiao Zhong chose to stay despite his thoughts of escape, which in Xiao Mu's opinion deserved commendation.
Thus, for a moment, he faced Qiao Zhong, feeling a complex mix of emotions and uncertain of what to say.
After some thought, he decided to change the topic, "Where are these refugees planning to flee to?"
"Where?"
Qiao Zhong responded with a bitter smile, "Those with the means try to escape the Eastern Desolation and return to the human world; those without, flee to the Central Area of the Eastern Desolation. At least it is somewhat safer there compared to other places."
Xiao Mu nodded, pondering for a moment, finding no immediate solution for the exodus in the Eastern Desolation, he finally said, "Let's go down."
"Elder Xiao, please!"
