Wei Yuan said, "This junior just couldn't bear to see the chaos of war persist, with life thrown into turmoil…"
Yet when he glanced at the young cultivator again, he immediately said, "Withdraw! Withdraw immediately! But… those who have already set out, it might not be easy to call them back…"
The young cultivator pondered for a moment and said, "Let's forget those who have already set out. Anyone who hasn't boarded yet is banned from leaving."
Wei Yuan immediately gave orders through the Human Smoke, and several Dharma Image Cultivators ascended into the sky, flying in all directions to gather the scattered troops.
The young cultivator hadn't expected Wei Yuan to be so decisive, nodded slightly, and said, "The sand you spread in the fields…"
"It's used specifically for growing Red Stem Cotton. I'll collect all the cotton produced myself, and people of Zhao Country will earn three times more planting cotton than grains."
"But what about the gap in grain supply?"
