Zhao Huai sat at the entrance of the pawnshop, eating a sesame seed cake and listening to the constable who was passing by talking about a cult leader, dementia, the impact of words, and the clear vocabulary of the distribution of grain due to drought-induced famine, which attracted the attention of the government.
It was said that the Imperial Court allocated some grain, but it was not quite enough, and it would not last until autumn; by next month, it would run out. Zhao Huai heard just bits and pieces.
He had finally managed to get up early today, wanting to buy a sesame seed cake, when a person rushed towards him as if he were sick and tried to take action.
Fortunately, Zhao Huai had his Divine Insight and noticed the man's actions early. What was even more outrageous was that the man actually wanted to brainwash him.
That fluctuation in spiritual power was obvious to anyone with clear eyes.