The four people walking ahead could certainly be described as traveling light, while poor Acheng behind them was really suffering—he was the one carrying the load after all. All the necessities for the group, food and drink, were on Acheng's shoulders. Luckily, he was someone accustomed to constant physical training; otherwise, such work could surely exhaust a person terribly.
They hadn't gone far when they noticed that the narrow path was crowded with palanquins being carried up the mountain at a pace far faster than their own hiking speed.
Watching those palanquins float away into the distance, Xiaoxiao's frown deepened. What on earth were they doing exhausting themselves like this for?
How had she forgotten that there was such a thing as a palanquin for transportation in this place?
She stopped walking, really wanting to complain. She sighed and pouted, "Honey, why didn't you tell me that there were palanquins available?"
