But the safety only exists when there are many people. For a lone merchant caravan, it's another story. Once, a caravan from the Luo family rushed through the journey on their own, only to be robbed. Not only were their goods taken, but the entire caravan was wiped out without a survivor.
Since then, no caravan dared to travel alone. They would wait for five or six others to set off together. Smaller caravans would also join larger family caravans for protection.
As these large family's caravans would always carry skilled fighters for protection, not everyone was a helpless merchant.
Seeing that all the caravans had stopped, Chen Qian also felt bored. She took her time to stroll around.
It was noon now and the daylight was brighter than in the morning, yet there was no sun to be seen. The trees on either side looked as if they had died back, crowned with icicles, devoid of any vitality.
