There were indeed quite a lot of people traveling with the armed escorts this time. By the time Jin Qianqian and her group's carriages arrived, a long queue had already formed.
Gu Yuanshui dug out the number tag the housekeeper had given him earlier and went straight to an armed escort to arrange their spot.
The armed escort in charge was quite responsible and quickly led them to the front of the queue.
However, the area was already jam-packed with carriages. There was simply no way for Jin Qianqian's two carriages to squeeze in.
"Hurry up and move back a bit," the armed escort said as he checked the carriages taking up the spots, immediately trying to shoo them away. But the people occupying the space refused to comply.
"That wasn't how you arranged things before. Besides, mistakes happen in a convoy; you can't possibly just leave spots empty waiting for them." A scrawny old man lifted his carriage curtain and shot a glance in their direction.
