"Ladies, what are you doing here? This is not a good place, it's too terrifying."
A man driving an ox cart saw them and hastily came over, asking.
"Uncle, is Wan County really that terrifying?" Sui Ziyou looked at him and asked in return.
"Terrifying? How could it not be?"
The man's face tensed up with anxiety upon hearing her question.
"I've heard that hundreds of people have died in Wan County, and we're talking about hundreds of lives, not cabbages or radishes that vanish without a trace. Besides, no one knows who will be next.
If it weren't for the county magistrate's order, who among us would willingly come to Wan County to deliver vegetables? I'd rather let the veggies rot in the fields."
All that for a tiny bit of silver, which is nothing compared to keeping one's own head on their shoulders. Who would dare come to Wan County to seek death? These days, nothing is more important than one's own life.
