Baisha Ferry.
The waves of Baisha River were soaring and raging right in front of them. The ferry was more than ten thousand feet wide. It was one of the places where the water flow was relatively slow.
At the ferry, a group of people in yellow robes were rushing back and forth. Those were people who served the Huang family. There was another group wearing black. They served the Xiao family.
The two families were in conflict at the moment, and they often battled. But at this ferry, they kept clear of each other. Seeing a large group of customers approaching, two in yellow and two in black stood to greet them at the same time.
"Are you going to cross the river?" The middle-aged man in yellow looked at the five people in front, and 130 or so horses and 15 large carriages behind.
