The man listened to Zhang Zongyi's words, nodded, and smiled, "Mhm. As long as we keep moving forward, that day will come."
While the man was drinking tea leisurely in the yard, Duan Yixin and others had already arrived in Chun Shan Town. To go to Qian Shan County, they need to rent a carriage. Otherwise, it would take them several weeks to reach Qian Shan County on foot.
While Chi Xiyou talked with the coachman, Duan Yixin looked around. In just a few days, the once bustling town became desolate. Countless refugees lay on the ground or hid in dark alleys, and shops and street stalls were closed.
Seeing her looking at the refugees, Xuan Ruiquan asked, "Xin'er, what are you thinking about?"
Duan Yixin shook her head and said, "It's nothing. I just didn't expect that the rain would bring such great damage to this small town."
