The streets of the Imperial Capital were still bustling with people, seemingly indifferent to the national war that had captured the world's attention.

However, upon closer inspection, one could see many citizens hurrying about, carrying supplies in their arms, gathering in front of various well-known shops to make donations.

"I don't have much savings. Over the years, I've earned some money selling grain. It's not much, just thirty taels of silver, which is half of my savings. The other half is for household expenses."

"I'm a landlord. My father left me a few properties, so I don't worry about food and drink. All my surplus grain is in this storage ring! Leave my name? No need. When the country is in trouble, everyone has a responsibility."