Qin Yao and her daughter walked ahead, happily sharing the fragrant meat buns together.
Behind them, a carriage moved slowly, its every move closely watched by at least a dozen eyes. From the bridge, the rooftops, and the roadside, guards were secretly protecting the carriage.
Every so often, their gaze swept across the crowd. If someone accidentally got too close to the carriage, a 'passerby' would immediately push them aside.
It was so obvious that if Qin Yao still didn't notice, her ten years of training in the end times would have been in vain.
She lowered her head, intending to ask her daughter, who was savoring the meat bun, if she knew what Xu Jiajia's grandaunt was called.
Just as the words were about to leave her mouth, a crisp shout came from beside her.
"Liu Pingling!"
Si Niang turned her head in surprise to see Xu Jiajia leaning out of the carriage window, smiling and calling to her.
