They were going to travel towards Danyang, passing by the villages Samjin and Yangju. Then they would travel alongside the Yangtze River, passing by the villages that nested at its banks and seeing how far Han Shanyuan could take them.
They were in two wagons. Nikola, Wei Caihong, Penemue, Ryota and Han Fengfan were together in one and Wei Zhaohui, Han Shanyuan and Nathaniel shared the other one. There was a third wagon with all the things they had taken for the road.
The wagon driver kept stealing glances at Nikola, and he finally spoke.
"Two concubines, eh? Are you a noble?" The driver was not from the village, so he didn't know Nikola. Wei Caihong narrowed his eyes at him.
"I am his wife. She is the concubine!" Wei Caihong pointed at Penemue, who snorted.
"We are all getting married in Danyang, everything is already set. Neither of us is a concubine," Penemue corrected, and the driver looked at Nikola with something akin to envy.
