CHAPTER 1214: CHAPTER 1214: CHAOS IN THE IMPERIAL CAPITAL

The child didn’t understand the ways of these two, but seeing their handsome faces and tidy garments, and hearing them speak without vulgar words, he assumed they must be trustworthy.

So he bit his lip and began recounting the ordeals the Imperial Capital had faced in recent times.

In general, it started just before New Year’s.

At that time, Yuwen Jun had been back for over a month, but because the Fifth Prince and his son died in battle in the Ownerless Land, the Fifth Prince’s subordinates were skeptical, feeling the master’s death wasn’t simple.

There was even speculation that Yuwen Jun was somehow involved.

Thus, on that day, the remnants of the Fifth Prince’s forces launched an ambush on Yuwen Jun.

And it was on that day, the nightmare in the Imperial Capital began.

Yuwen Jun summoned Underworld Soldiers, transforming the Fifth Prince’s old troops completely, yet in this war, not all Underworld Soldiers followed commands; some turned into murderous Madmen, attacking the living heedlessly, enemy or comrade alike.

Innocent civilians were also caught in the chaos.

Therefore, the Imperial Capital descended into utter chaos.

Some fled, but many who escaped outside returned, claiming that even outside was overrun with Underworld Soldiers.

Furthermore, some nobles and officials shut their doors, isolating themselves in separate camps.

Ordinary people seeking their protection had to pay money, offer food, or become their mercenaries.

Thus, the Imperial Capital was suddenly divided into numerous factions.

But this was akin to raising personal armies, which Yuwen Jun naturally did not permit.

So he directly sent Underworld Soldiers to destroy all those who raised their own armies, leaving only the Dongsheng Tavern.

Under the leadership of Shopkeeper Zhao Xiaomiao, Dongsheng Tavern began receiving refugees, though those seeking protection had to submit enormous funds.

Many couldn’t afford the protection fees, having no choice but to hide, or watch helplessly as they were torn apart by Underworld Soldiers, eventually becoming new Underworld Soldiers themselves.

However, no matter how tragic the outsiders’ plight, Zhao Xiaomiao showed no sympathy.

Of course, if it were just this, Zhao Xiaomiao might not have stirred such a backlash among the people.

Sometimes, she would lead her people out to search for food, targeting those weak ones hiding with cellars in their homes.

If the Underworld Soldiers hadn’t come, the bandits from Dongsheng Tavern would call every now and then, and those unwilling to provide food or wine would be pushed into the Underworld Soldiers’ lair.

Moreover, on their way to search for food, they would extort hefty fees from those they rescued, or indirectly saved, killing or throwing them into the Underworld Soldiers’ lair if not paid.

Because of this, the child ran when he saw Bai Junjun and Li Wenli.

After all, if they asked him for money, he didn’t have anything.

Listening to the child, Bai Junjun was deeply moved.

If it wasn’t for the child still wearing ancient clothing, she would’ve suspected she had returned to The Apocalypse.

Wasn’t this the initial state of a base?

Back when The Apocalypse just began, there were many such bases; she hadn’t expected to find one here.

"I now understand the situation at Dongsheng Tavern, but what about you? Who are you, where did you come from, and how have you survived this chaos?"

The child pursed his lips: "I’m just an ordinary person. My parents fought fiercely to rescue me from the Underworld Soldiers, granting me a second life, so I must live on no matter what."

As he spoke, the child clenched his fists, determination written all over his face.

Li Wenli curled his lips; due to his professional experience, he was always fond of such individuals, and thus patted the child’s shoulder: "Rest assured; your life is tough enough. Stick with me from now on."