Chapter 126 Second Life
In the end, the Baiyue refugees were settled in an abandoned military camp outside the city of Xinzheng. No matter how desolate this place was, and no matter what Han Wangan's intentions were in doing this, it was a good thing for the Baiyue refugees. After a long period of exile, they finally had their own place to settle down.

"The king is a good man!" In front of the campfire, an old man stirred the mixture of fish and wild vegetables in a clay pot with an expression of genuine satisfaction. The long period of exile had reduced his hope for life to an extremely low standard. Although the place where he was staying was dilapidated and the food in the clay pot was simple, he was already very satisfied. Not only he, but everyone here, had a similar mood.

"Yes, we finally don't have to be in exile anymore, but I don't know what happened to those people who stayed in our hometown." Another old man sighed, still with a worried look on his face. They can survive now, but what about those people who stayed in their hometown?

In places where disasters occur, not everyone will flee. Those affected will be divided into two groups. One group will flee and look for a livelihood. Of course, this may lead to death, but doing so is at least a chance to survive. Moreover, their departure can reduce food consumption for the other group of people who stay behind, and also give those who stay behind a chance of survival.

Now, those who escaped can survive, but can those who stayed in their hometown survive?

"Let's just leave it to fate. This is such a damned world." The old man sighed, looking helpless.

After the destruction of the Baiyue people, they all became people of a lost country, and their former lands were occupied by the Chu State. The rulers of the Chu State were not so merciful to the people of a lost country. They imposed high taxes, occupied land, and endless corvee and military service. The end result was that their young and middle-aged people became fewer and fewer, and the amount of food they could harvest became less and less. Finally, in the face of a drought, they completely lost the ability to resist.

"Girl, are you also a Baiyue person?" Just as the two old men were sighing, a figure walked into the dilapidated gate.

The girl walking in front was incredibly beautiful. She looked at the refugees in the camp with a complicated expression. After all, these people came from the same place as her.

"I guess so, but I've been away from there for many years." Yan Lingji replied to the woman next to her.

"It's better to leave, it's better to leave. You can't survive there anymore." The woman looked at Yan Lingji. She was dressed beautifully and had a tattoo unique to the Baiyue people on her exposed wrist. She had a preliminary guess about Yan Lingji's identity: a daughter of Baiyue who married a Korean noble.

This discovery surprised the woman very much. If they could get help from the Korean dignitaries, their hope of survival would be greater.

"That place is just a place to survive, not a place to live." Yan Lingji said. People who don't have their own country have no right to live. They can only struggle to survive.

At this time, the two leading old men also came forward. They had obviously guessed the possible identity of Yan Lingji. For them, any external force could potentially save their lives, so how could they miss it?

Yan Lingji felt somewhat uncomfortable with the enthusiasm of these Baiyue refugees. In essence, she was not very good at dealing with others.

Just when Yan Lingji had gradually adapted to the local accent, another person arrived at the place where refugees gathered, a trembling old man.

"Are you also fleeing here?" The old patriarch greeted the compatriot in front of him who seemed to be even more miserable than them, and his concern was genuine.

"I guess so. I've been fleeing for many years." The King of Poisons said weakly. His weakness was not fake but real. Although he saved his life under the power-absorbing technique, he was completely drained. Tonight, under Tianze's order, he could only come here dragging his weak body.

"When you get here, you're home. Although the conditions here are not good, we can survive." The old patriarch smiled and comforted his fellow tribesmen in front of him.

"Will you survive?" The King of a Hundred Poisons smiled, as if he was happy to be able to survive, but his smile was full of ferocity.

"Yes, we can survive." The old patriarch smiled. In his opinion, the strange smile of the King of Hundred Poisons might just be the sudden hope after enduring many difficulties. He brought the King of Hundred Poisons to the campfire, enthusiastically served a bowl of fish soup and handed it to the King of Hundred Poisons.

"But this is not a place for living people." The King of Poisons held the fish soup and looked around. He saw familiar clothes and familiar voices, but he did not have even a trace of kindness towards these things.

"We can survive here." The old patriarch did not understand the real meaning of the King of Poisons.

"Hehe, that's not what I mean. I mean this is not a place for living people to live." The King of Poisons smiled, and green mist appeared in his hands.

"Snake, snake, snake..." At this time, there were continuous exclamations, and the King of a Hundred Poisons had already taken action.

In an instant, the refugee camp fell into chaos. Amid screams, poisonous snakes appeared from nowhere and swam around, surrounding all the refugees.

"Is it so good for you to live under someone else's roof?" Three figures walked over from outside the gate. The leader was shrouded in black mist, like a demon from hell. "You, you..." The old patriarch looked at the newcomer with an expression of disbelief in his eyes.

It turned out to be a person who had died long ago.

"They actually came to kill these people?" Yan Lingji, who was staying in another place and was not discovered by the King of Hundred Poisons because she was surrounded by a group of women and children, slowly shifted her gaze from the King of Hundred Poisons to Tianze.

Yang Chong had said before that Tianze would come to kill the Baiyue refugees who had escaped from the State of Chu to the State of Korea after risking their lives. At that time, Yan Lingji was skeptical, but now she could no longer disbelieve it.

The venomous snakes that swarmed from all directions were not cute little animals.

Yan Lingji found Tianze's behavior simply incomprehensible. What kind of person would think that these refugees had betrayed Baiyue?
But the reality did not allow Yan Lingji more time to think. The snakes were already swarming in. If she did not take action, no one here would be able to survive.

Yan Lingji pressed her hands to the ground and used all her strength to activate her flames. Fire dragons instantly spread out and formed a huge flame magic circle on the ground as they intertwined with each other, isolating the snakes from outside.

Tianze, immersed in the pleasure brought by the fear and despair of the refugees, looked at the suddenly appearing flames and suddenly looked towards where Yan Lingji was, but his gaze did not stay on Yan Lingji for too long, because since Yan Lingji appeared, the truly terrifying person might also be here.

"Do you see it now?" Just as Tianze was looking for the figure, Yang Chong's voice appeared behind him.

"Yes, I saw it, but I still find it hard to understand, Tianze, why did you come here to kill people?" Yan Lingji looked at Yang Chong who walked into the gate with a puzzled look on her face.

"Because they are traitors, shouldn't traitors die?" The pressure from Yang Chong made Tianze tense. He didn't know why Yang Chong and Yan Lingji appeared here. It seemed like they were here to save people, but what did Yang Chong and Yan Lingji have to do with these refugees? Why did they save people? Just like Yan Lingji couldn't understand why he killed people, he also couldn't understand why Yang Chong and Yan Lingji wanted to save people.

"Who did they betray?" Yang Chong asked.

"They betrayed Baiyue, they betrayed me, they shouldn't have defected to Han and King Han An." Tianze said sternly. Facing Yang Chong, he had no confidence, all he had was a cowardly appearance.

"Are they your slaves? When you were the Crown Prince of Baiyue, they had to pay taxes to support royal families like you. But when the enemy attacked, you were enjoying the fine clothes and delicious food they provided you, but because of your incompetence, you were unable to protect them, causing them to lose their homes and eventually become refugees. Aren't you the one who feels sorry for them? Now, you, a loser, dare not take revenge on your real enemies, but instead swing the butcher knife towards your former people, towards these weak people." Yang Chong said sarcastically.

In this world, Tianze is the person Yang Chong hates the most. Wei Yong is certainly bad and shameless, but his IQ is not a problem. Everything he does is for his own benefit. But what about Tianze? He is simply stupid and bad, and can be said to be the real garbage in the world.

"They betrayed me." Tianze said coldly. He wanted to use his murderous intent to cover up his cowardice in front of Yang Chong.

"The sadness of the weak is that they dare not face the truly strong, and can only seek that pathetic and shameful self-confidence from those who are weaker than themselves." Yang Chong sneered.

"What do you know? Do you know the torture I have suffered over the years? Why did you stop me? Go to hell." Yang Chong's words directly revealed the side of Tianze that he was most unwilling to face in his heart. In anger and humiliation, he no longer cared about his fear and roared towards Yang Chong.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yang Chong pushed away the iron chain that Tianze was attacking with, and with a series of clanging sounds, he had already reached in front of him under the attack of the iron chain. He kicked out, and Tianze could only block back, but the huge force still forced Tianze to retreat several steps before he could barely stabilize his body.

Yang Chong was far superior to him in both strength and speed. The martial arts that he was so proud of were completely vulnerable in front of Yang Chong.

"I said I could spare you twice. This is the second time. Get out." Under Tianze's unwilling gaze, Yang Chong walked in front of Yan Lingji.

“Your martial arts are very strong, and I am no match for you, but I promise that I will double the humiliation you have inflicted on me twice.” Tianze’s face was distorted. Yang Chong’s disregard and ridicule made him more angry than killing him directly.

"The threat of the weak." Yang Chong's ability to taunt others seemed to be no less than Wei Zhuang's.

"Let's go." Tianze snorted coldly and left, maintaining his last bit of stubbornness.

(End of this chapter)