The carriage Tan Penzhi was travelling on could only accommodate 4 people, and three of the seats were already occupied by the merchant and his two concubines. Although he could have gotten the merchant to throw out one of the women, he didn't feel like doing so. Thus, the last remaining seat had been given to Xiong Liqiu, with Little Qiao sitting atop her lap.
Without a seat inside the carriage, the simplest option for Yun Lei would have been to ride the horse of the dead guard, but he didn't know how to ride horses in the first place. Thus, he had just jumped atop the carriage and made himself comfortable there. The carriage's wooden frame was more than enough to carry his weight.
The sun had already set by the time they reached Nanju and the city gates had already been closed. Seeing a carriage approach, one of the city guards shouted at their party.
"Halt!"
