"Xun Shen, that lunatic!" Chen Xi angrily threw the letter onto the table. Yuan Shao's Army, which didn't kill but instead wandered around sabotaging, had set several fires, leaving countless hardworking farmers with no harvest after months of toil.
"Ziyang, stop pacing already; you're making me dizzy!" Fa Zheng said, feeling a little lightheaded as he watched Liu Ye pacing back and forth in front of him.
"These aristocratic families, there's hardly a decent one among them; when they truly harden their hearts, the livelihood of the common people means nothing to them!" Liu Ye said angrily. Having experienced poverty briefly in his childhood, he fully understood what it meant for months of diligent farming to go up in flames.
"Ahem, ahem!" Chen Xi coughed a couple of times, signaling that he, too, was an aristocrat.
