At the city gate, Zhang Zhuo stood holding the reins of his horse.
His eyes gleamed as he looked at Chen Ji.
"Do you have a way to find the Liu family? If you can locate them, I... I..."
Zhang Zhuo had initially wanted to say, "I'll ensure you get promoted for your merit."
But then he remembered that Chen Ji was from the inner court, and no matter how much power he had, he couldn't grant Chen Ji a higher official position.
After a moment of thought, he said, "Today, it's thanks to you that I still have my official hat. If you can find these people, I owe you a huge favor. In the future, if you ever need help, as long as it's within my power, I won't refuse."
Chen Ji raised an eyebrow.
"No conditions? Like 'as long as it doesn't violate principles'?"
Zhang Zhuo chuckled and patted Chen Ji's shoulder.
"Don't worry, I don't have principles."
Chen Ji: "..."
Zhang Zhuo smoothed the wrinkles on his official robe and looked at Chen Ji with bright eyes.
"So, tell me, how do you plan to find them?"
Chen Ji glanced at the sea of refugees and said softly, "They'll reveal themselves."
At that moment, a carriage arrived in the city, accompanied by over a hundred constables.