Chu Xun has already sent people to count whether there are enough scarecrows in the city. Each household has also begun to pack up their pitifully small bags, preparing to leave the city one by one to seek refuge in Putuo Mountain after tonight and early tomorrow morning under Chu Xun's arrangement.
Asher Mo sat at the gate of the government office, watching the people coming and going, and sighed, "Chu Xun's arrangements were thorough. If no one had reported it, it would have been difficult for ordinary ghosts to quickly identify that the people left in the city were puppets. It seems that someone has indeed leaked the information. Junior brother, what do you think?"
No one paid any attention.
"Hey? Junior brother?"
Asher Mo turned his head and saw that his junior brother had walked to the side to look at a row of cavalrymen ready to go. Instead, it was Master Chu's son who quietly came to his side and sat with his chin in his hand.
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