Snowflakes began to drift from the sky again, and there were corpses lying by the roadside. It wouldn't take long before the pure white snow would cover them.
The carriage of Marquis Guangning's Mansion passed on the road, leaving black wheel marks behind.
As the carriage moved forward, a group of refugees surrounded the convoy.
Their eyes shone greedily as they looked at the seemingly simple yet sturdy carriages.
"Boss, there are women in these carriages too. Let's kill the men and keep the women..."
The refugees, filthy and reeking, spoke of murder and robbery as soon as they opened their mouths.
The female relatives of Marquis Guangning's Mansion huddled inside the carriage, too afraid to move, especially the young ladies, who curled up tightly in the corners.
The men were furious yet sorrowful.
