Chen Shi jumped onto the wooden cart and pulled her onto it, Black Pot returned the compass to Chen Shi.
"Black Pot, you also come up onto the cart," Chen Shi said.
Black Pot climbed onto the cart, sat in the back, and Chen Shi controlled the compass, heading towards the southern part of the city.
Before they could leave the city, they saw a sea of people ahead, blocking the road. Standing on the cart, Chen Shi looked forward and saw that it was a dozen or so beggars, missing arms and legs, blocking the way. These beggars, men, and women, young and old, were begging along the streets, refusing to move if they weren't given money.
The pedestrians on the street couldn't pass, trapped here.
"It's the Tianlao Society's people."
Red Mountain Lady strained to look and said, "The Tianlao Society doesn't engage in production, they claim to live by the heavens, but in reality, they live by begging. They've blocked this street, and they won't leave anytime soon; let's take a detour."
