The villagers looked at each other, momentarily at a loss for words.
Then, someone whispered.
"This... Lord, we lack the virtue to enjoy such a precious resource..."
"Yes, Lord, this precious milk, how could we humble villagers be worthy to enjoy it..."
Cao Xing shook his head.
"In my territory, there are no commoners or nobles, only those who can contribute to me."
"Your physical fitness is too poor now, and your work efficiency is too low. Getting yourselves healthy is the top priority."
"Don't hesitate to drink, and certainly don't stash it away privately, understand?"
At this moment, Zelko Village Chief's aged face was full of tears.
He was about to kneel on the ground, but then remembered the rules of this territory.
So he bent down and said with gratitude: "Thank you, Lord."
"Your benevolence is as if you have given us new life."
Other villagers also followed suit, expressing their gratitude.
