"Young Miss, five hundred and thirty seven arrived today and arrangements have been made for all of them." Ye Sha stood outside the door, reporting the tally for the day.
"Five hundred already?" Jun Wu Xie asked with her eyes slightly lowered.
"How many are there left in the refugee camp?"
"About a thousand." Ye Sha had already looked into the original number of people there were in the refugee camp and as the Clear Breeze City allowed about three hundred refugees into the city daily which included the rich merchants who bribed their way in which took up a small part of that quota, he was able to conclude that the number of impoverished refugees coming in daily would be less than three hundred.
"Continue." Jun Wu Xie nodded.
