"How about we set off now? It's a thirty li journey, which will take us several hours. By the time we reach the town, it will already be noon," Long Xiaoyu said.
"Uh, isn't there a cart or something? I mean, doesn't someone in the village take passengers?" Chen Feng asked, astonished.
"There is, that Wu Jian, but, you know, riding his cart, wouldn't it be a bit awkward? Maybe we should just walk," Long Xiaoyu said.
"Alright then," Chen Feng said reluctantly.
"Shall we head out now?"
"What about your brother?"
"I'll leave him a note. He won't run off when he wakes up and sees it," Long Xiaoyu said.
"Okay then."
Shortly after, Long Xiaoyu and Chen Feng set off.
The thirty li journey was actually just a thought away for Chen Feng.
But Chen Feng didn't just whisk Long Xiaoyu straight to the town; after all, it was still early, and the bank probably hadn't opened its doors yet.
Moreover, Chen Feng didn't want to scare Long Xiaoyu.
