Without Madam Zhou accompanying her, Wufu could travel to the town much faster. Along the way, she almost ran the entire distance.
By the time she whisked through the village like a gust of wind and people snapped back to their senses, her figure was no longer in sight. They could only grumble and complain in low tones, yet some remarked that of course she had to walk fast, lest she wanted to be the target of gossip, nor did she seem to worry about bringing bad luck.
It had never occurred to Wufu to contemplate whether she should stay or go; she ran because it was a way to train her physical strength. After all, what was so difficult about running a bit?
As a result, Wufu arrived at the town in just under half an hour, her face flushed red from the sprint and her forehead glistening with sweat.
