As the caravan moved forward, Vick soon noticed the odd group. It was hard not to, as they were indeed very strange, especially the man pulling the cart, who gave him a very peculiar feeling.
Vick had seen the world under Walter's guidance. He recognized a demeanor in the cart puller that not even every noble or bureaucrat possessed, and this was despite the man's apparent illness.
The sickness had not destroyed him; his steps remained steadfast, as if nothing could affect him.
It was fortunate I didn't act rashly just now; otherwise, it would have been troublesome…
Under Vick's direction, the caravan proceeded slowly. However, they were not the only ones on the road—there were also many refugees.
Naturally, these newcomers wanted to follow the caravan, which led to obvious conflicts with those who had already been following behind, effectively cutting in line.
