Du Yue looked at the group of people surrounding the convoy. She made a rough estimate and estimated that there were at least 300 to 400 people. It had been a long time since she had been robbed, and she had even forgotten what it felt like. The appearance of these people reminded Du Yue of her past feelings. She silently observed these people. It looked like they had not cleaned themselves up for a long time. They were all so dirty that she could not tell whether they were men or women, old or young. Although they had clothes to wear, they were so dirty that the original color of their clothes could not be seen. These people, regardless of their gender, all had messy short hair. Perhaps it was because of long-term hunger, but everyone was so thin that they were all skin and bones, and their heads were heavy. From their eyes, Du Yue could only see the word 'hungry.'