Yu Liangfu casually tore off a strip of cloth and simply wrapped it around the wound on his left arm a few times, then leaned his head against the cabin wall, half-closing his eyes, regulating his breath and conserving his energy.
Who would have thought that he, sometimes blending in as part of a caravan, other times disguised as a beggar, had already escaped all the way to the Long River and was now hiding under the most broken and old cargo ship?
This cargo ship was so run-down it was about to fall apart, creaking as it moved on the river, carrying only worthless items. He stuffed in around ten ring money and was tucked into the bottom cabin.
The smell here was not pleasant, with all kinds of strange odors mixed together, enough to make a horse faint.
Although the original personality was somewhat clumsy and careless, after he assumed the identity, he wasn't as picky as the original body. However, this kind of environment was still something he would not normally tolerate.
