The carriage, compared to using qinggong or riding a fast horse, was naturally much slower, especially with Chuan Lian, an ill passenger like this, on board.
Even though Meng Yuexue had set out from that small town quite early, after two hours, they had covered less than thirty percent of the journey.
The young girl looked up at the sky and calculated in her heart, feeling that even if they could reach Xi Dingzhou City today, it would probably be too late to find an inn.
The pharmacies would likely be closed as well.
Despite Wang Anfeng suggesting they consult the books in Wind Character Tower, the young girl hadn't given up on other efforts. She still hoped to find useful medicine for her senior brother in the pharmacies of Xi Dingzhou City.
With a sigh, she slowly withdrew her gaze. Meng Yuexue's eyes unintentionally swept past a pavilion not far away, and her expression suddenly froze.
