Chapter 256: The Purpose of Going to Town

Chapter 256: Chapter 256: The Purpose of Going to Town

Watching Ling Qianjun bring the prepared breakfast over to her, Hua Buwan’s heart was slightly touched, and she was so moved that her heartbeat became a little erratic. She sat quietly at the table. Looking at the hearty breakfast in front of her, she was filled with emotion. She hadn’t expected that Ling Qianjun, as a General, would actually have such a gentle and considerate side to him.

She picked up her chopsticks, gently pinched a piece of fried egg, and placed it in her mouth. The savory, sweet flavor spread across her tongue, bringing an irrepressible smile of satisfaction to her face. Watching her, Ling Qianjun felt a deep sense of warmth in his heart.

"Thank you, Qianjun," Hua Buwan said, looking up at him.

"You’re welcome. As long as you like it," Ling Qianjun replied with a smile.

The two shared a smile. In this moment, the bond between them grew even stronger. Hua Buwan knew that the feelings between her and Ling Qianjun might be...

After finishing breakfast, Hua Buwan and Ling Qianjun walked hand in hand through the Any Door, instantly arriving in Dongxuan Country. Xu Panqing, Ling Qianfan, and Ling Yunge had already been waiting there for quite some time. Today, they planned to head to the town together.

Along the way, the group chatted and laughed, the atmosphere harmonious. Ling Qianfan and Ling Yunge were like cheerful little birds, happily conversing with each other, while Xu Panqing listened with a smile, occasionally chiming in.

The town was bustling with life and a constant flow of people. The streets were lined with a dazzling array of goods, and the shouts of hawkers rose and fell. Hua Buwan and Ling Qianjun looked around curiously. Even though they had been to this town before, everything still felt incredibly fresh to them.

They took a short break at a teahouse, sampling the local specialty tea. Gazing at the scenery outside the window, Hua Buwan’s heart swelled with joy. She was grateful for the twist of fate that had allowed her to meet these like-minded friends.

After resting for a while, the group continued their stroll through the town. They visited the ancient temples, taking in the profound sense of history. They had wanted to visit the temples for a long time but had never found a free moment. Setting up their stall could wait until tomorrow; today was their time to explore the town.

They knew very well that to successfully survive the impending super typhoon, merely making thorough preparations and plans within the village was far from enough. They also needed to know the situation in the town like the back of their hands. Therefore, they tirelessly launched a detailed investigation to fully grasp the specific living conditions of the people in this area.

First, they had to figure out who the key figures were—those who truly had a voice and could rally the masses with a single call. To this end, they asked around, refusing to overlook a single clue, just to find out exactly where these influential people lived. Furthermore, they needed to have a clear understanding of each person’s style of doing things and moral integrity. Only by deeply understanding this information could they effectively contact these individuals at critical moments and leverage their influence to organize the public against the onslaught of the super typhoon.

Through such meticulous early preparation, when that terrifying super typhoon finally struck, they would be able to reach out to these key figures swiftly and accurately. By working together and fulfilling their respective duties, they could maximize their collective strength, ensuring that more people would survive the disaster. At the same time, thanks to a series of comprehensive protective measures taken in advance, the loss of property in people’s homes would also be kept to an absolute minimum.

Unknowingly, night fell.

They enjoyed a hearty dinner at a restaurant and then set off on their journey back. Though they were slightly exhausted, everyone’s faces beamed with satisfied smiles. And Ling Qianjun’s collection of sketches and notes had gained several more pages.