After the thrilling events of last night, compounded by a full day of rushing about, Jin Qianqian collapsed onto the kang bed the moment she stepped into the room.
"Finally, I can rest," Jin Qianqian said, waving her hand to summon her favorite little gray teddy bear and hugging it contentedly. "But their family was so hospitable today. It feels like we took advantage of them."
Jin Qianqian rubbed her belly. Granny Zhu had not only made them wild pheasant soup but had also fried a plate of eggs. These were their main source of income for trading for daily necessities, yet she had used them to entertain two strangers.
Ancient Wen Heng lay down beside her. "When we leave tomorrow morning, we'll leave them some Silver. But from the looks of it, asking them to guide us probably won't work."
"Then we'll set out on our own," Jin Qianqian said, full of confidence. "Even if it's dangerous, we have an escape route."
