As Zhu Yu was picking up food, she tapped Lu Qing's chopsticks with her own. In the instant Lu Qing looked over, she subtly signaled towards the door with her eyes.
Lu Qing understood immediately, lowering her eyes first, and then nonchalantly taking a bite of the pickled vegetables before glancing towards the door.
Outside, it was crowded with people seeking medical treatment and medicine. Most of these people were thin and frail, with sallow complexions, and each carrying varying degrees of illness, which made them appear more lifeless and hollow-eyed.
But behind them, there was one person who seemed very different.
That person was also dressed in ordinary coarse clothing, not particularly noticeable, but he was clearly taller than the other Fan Country people, and his robust build was not concealed by his worn-out clothes.
