"Is there no exception?" Ning Zheng suddenly asked.
Li Youzhu looked on as if watching a play:
"Trouble occurs in Pingchang City, and what does it have to do with us ordinary folks? We just hide in our village and watch this red sun phenomenon that occurs once every one hundred and fifty years, see the embers connecting to the earth veins get completely absorbed."
Ning Zheng: "..."
Though these uncaring words were spoken with joy.
But you yourself have long since died and will also be absorbed.
All the people in Spirit Manor will perish.
"There is not entirely no way."
Li Youzhu finally revealed the solution:
"Unless it's official organizations, Red House, Coinage Factory, military camp, local government... these areas suppressed by Qi Fortune."
"After all, it would be a royal pardon; how would they affect their own forces?"
Ning Zheng: !!!
He seems to have figured something out.
That group of demon men has a coin minting license.
