The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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After standing on the city wall for a long time, he let out a long sigh and waved to Xiji, who was standing behind him and looked a little confused.

Although Xiji looked confused, he still followed Mr. Guo's instructions and slowly walked in his direction.

When he walked to Mr. Guo, he asked curiously: "Sir, what's wrong?"

Hearing his question, Mr. Guo's eyes first swept across his gorgeous face, then looked at the scenery below the city, looked at him and said: Sir, please look down.

Xiji felt that Mr. Guo was a little strange at this time. He looked like he had something to tell him, but he refused to speak directly and acted so mysteriously. Thinking of this, he followed his instructions without hesitation. But when he saw it, he was shocked.

These people below. Looking at the ragged people below, who looked like zombies besieging a city, Xiji stuttered and could hardly speak clearly.

Seeing that Xiji seemed to be frightened, Mr. Guo looked a little uncomfortable, but he still came to his side and asked softly: Sir, have you seen those people below?

Xiji nodded blankly. Those people below were so conspicuous, how could he not see them?

Sir, do you know who these people are? Mr. Guo looked at the people below with an expressionless face. Those people were wearing tattered clothes and trying their best to rush into the city.

How could Xiji know who these people were? He could only shake his head silently.

These are refugees from other territories. When Mr. Guo said this, his face was full of compassion.

Hearing this, Xiji looked stiffly at the people below. In his opinion, those people were refugees! Their cries, shouts, and curses pieced together a picture of hell.

Xiji felt terrified just by looking at it for a while. But soon, he realized another question: why did Mr. Guo bring him to see these? It shouldn't be to let him see the tragedy here, right?

Xiji slowly turned his gaze to Mr. Guo and asked uncertainly: "Sir, what is the matter that you brought me here?"

Finally hearing the question he wanted to ask from Xiji's mouth, Mr. Guo smiled slowly, looked at him and said: Young master is indeed smart. This time, I invited you here with a flattering face, but there is something I want to ask you for help.

Hearing that Mr. Guo used the word "beg", Xiji's face showed a trace of surprise, and he quickly waved his hands and said: "Sir, this is too serious. If you have something to say, just say it directly. There is no need to use the word "beg".

Mr. Guo looked at Xiji's panicked face, then at the people crying below, and finally he sighed and said to Xiji: I want you to persuade the adults to properly resettle these refugees.

Xiji was a little surprised when he heard this, frowned slightly, and asked in confusion: "Sir, what do you mean? Please explain clearly, sir."

Mr. Guo looked at Xiji with a complicated expression on his face. Finally, he looked at the group of people struggling to survive below and asked lightly: Sir, do you know why those people below are like this?

Xiji shook his head, indicating that he didn't know. In fact, if Mr. Guo hadn't brought him here, he probably wouldn't have known that these refugees were so miserable.

That's because the adults didn't allow these refugees to come in. These people came to Night City to survive. The adults cut off their way to survival, so they naturally became crazy. After Mr. Guo finished speaking, he looked straight at Xiji, wanting to see his reaction.