Across from them were a few men, looking to be in their thirties or forties, carrying hoes without any clear destination.
Bai Zhi and Wu Wa suddenly stopped, and the suspension bridge continued to sway non-stop. They immediately grabbed the chains with their hands, waiting for the bridge to come to a halt.
Xiao Qi could finally take a breath. After coming to a stop, he slowly steadied himself using the chain.
The men approached, noting their thin clothes and the many items they carried.
"Where are you folks from, and why have you come to our poor, remote area?"
This place was poor, exceptionally poor, the kind nobody wishes to visit.
"It's Sister Goh Fei who sent me here. She said her home was extremely beautiful, with birds singing and flowers fragrant, and that one could also catch wild boars, rabbits, and pheasants. I wanted to see it for myself. Uncle, do you know where it is? I'll give you one hundred yuan if you take me there?"
