He Su covered her mouth and nose, looking at the coffin with distaste. It was one thing for Pei Yu to be dead, but why couldn't he have died a bit cleaner? His body had been dead for days and already reeked, the current stench was strong enough to make acid rise in her stomach.
The mountain road was difficult to traverse, and the cart jolted sharply. The cart's slow pace also significantly delayed the group's travel speed.
He Su saw that the women who had rescued her wore expressionless faces, each bearing a similarly cold demeanor. She felt a bit uneasy.
Previously, due to Ah Ying's brutality, she had been desperate to escape, but now that she had actually escaped, her chaotic mind gradually regained order.
These people...
