That afternoon, the party from Zhige County left in a convoy of thirty vehicles under the watchful eyes of the public.
This scene left a deep impression on the people of Yangshan. Although the vehicles were not very fast due to the road conditions, the sight of thirty horseless carriages carrying hundreds of people, all lined up and departing in a procession, was magnificent.
For a long time thereafter, it was the main topic of conversation among the people of Yangshan: the Gu Family had truly managed to offend such influential figures; it was simply foolish. A clan with a thousand years of history had perished overnight.
Feng Jun and his group took their time on the return journey. They strolled leisurely and stopped often, only reaching the foot of Mount Zhige at midnight.
Seeing the brightly lit scene from afar, many breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts: Having spent a night in the dark and inconvenient Gu Family Village, our place is definitely better.
