The villagers were still in the cave.
Chu Qianli hadn't expected them to be so obedient.
She was just an outsider.
The most worrying thing was that if the villagers stayed in the cave for too long, they might accidentally step on a landmine when they came out.
"Someone stepped on a mine!"
Seeing the ruins after the explosion, Chu Qianli immediately rushed over, her soul scattered in fright, "Is it..."
"No." Feng Dingchu knew what she was thinking and immediately followed her steps, keeping close behind her, "It was me, don't worry... Don't run around! It's very dangerous!"
"It was you?" Chu Qianli looked back at him.
Feng Dingchu said with some helplessness, "When I was bringing Huzizi, I accidentally stepped on the trap you set."
"Then you..."
"Do I look like I'm alright?" Feng Dingchu spread his arms for her to see clearly.
Although some of his clothes were burned when he saved Huzizi, and his hair was curled up quite a bit, he appeared to be perfectly fine.
"You stepped on a mine... and you're fine?" This person was too miraculous!
One had to know that when a mine exploded, besides the flames injuring people, the shockwave could also damage internal organs.
Yet, there were no visible problems on his face or body.
This could only mean one thing: his Qinggong had truly reached an unbelievable level.
"A deity!"
But now, they still had to face an extremely serious problem.
After Chu Qianli carefully collected the landmine, the villagers could finally return to their homes.
However, the village had been burned to the ground by those people. Now, only ruins remained in the village, with nothing left.
After a long moment of stunned silence, the villagers gradually began to hear sobs, which eventually turned into a chorus of weeping.
Although their lives were not prosperous, at least they had homes.
Now, their homes were completely gone!
Chu Qianli looked up and saw Feng Dingchu quietly gazing at the ruins ahead, his expression as cold as water, and his eyes hiding a profound weight like the vastness of the sea.
The Ninth Prince was concerned about the country and its people; he was truly a good prince.
But unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the royal family could not tolerate him.
Chu Qianli checked her Taobao account; she still had over 300,000. She could actually buy quite a few things.
However, facing the reconstruction of an entire village and the homes of dozens of families, this sum of over 300,000 seemed rather insufficient.
Turning back, she looked at the hundreds of villagers in utter despair, and Chu Qianli felt an indescribable heaviness in her heart.
"Ninth Uncle, can I buy some..."
"Come with me to a place."
Feng Dingchu suddenly turned and walked towards the entrance of the village.
The villagers had originally placed all their hopes on them.
But unexpectedly, they were leaving now.
Granny Sun dared not say anything, hugging Huzizi and weeping.
An elderly woman cried, "Deity Young Master, Ah Li girl, you... you must help us."
But in fact, everyone knew that they couldn't help much.
Facing the destruction of an entire village, how easy could it be to rebuild homes?
However, this matter was caused by the Deity Young Master and Ah Li girl, and now they were leaving...
"The young master and the young lady saved our lives, at least."
The old village chief wiped away his tears and said hoarsely, "Let them go."
Everyone fell silent. Although their hearts ached, they dared not say anything more.
Chu Qianli's heart felt even more guilty.
They were all kind people.
But...
"Ninth Uncle, are you really leaving?"
Feng Dingchu did not reply and walked further away in the blink of an eye.