As expected, a carriage and four ox carts arrived before nightfall, swaying and bumping along.
When they reached them, Wuyou jumped down from the carriage.
The young girl leaped from the carriage and ran straight to Gu Qingli. The sight made the displaced people anxious. Young lady, aren't you afraid of falling if you run like that?
At the same time, hope flickered in their eyes; they desperately wished these ox carts were here to pick them up.
Seeing the carriage arrive, Gu Qingli let out a huge sigh of relief in her heart. She wouldn't have to walk to Qiyang County in the dark.
"Miss." Wuyou rushed to Gu Qingli's side, her eyes brimming with tears as she looked at her master, who resembled a beggar.
They had journeyed entirely on muddy roads, getting splattered with mud. From time to time, they had also helped others join their group. They were as wretched as could be.
"It's good you're here. Hurry and make the arrangements; I'm starving."
