Gu Yundong looked in the direction where Bai Zhiyan was pointing. Indeed, there seemed to be a house in the distance.
It was such a remote place and there was only one house. It looked too desolate.
As he spoke, the servant who had been following Bai Zhiyan came over. He had already tidied up the things in their carriage and was carrying them on a shoulder pole. On the left was a box and on the right was a large sack. On his back was a huge bag that almost covered half of his body.
Looking at the way the pole was pressing down, the box and sack looked heavy.
When Tong Shuitao saw this, her eyes suddenly narrowed and she began to roll up her sleeves eagerly.
She had never lost in terms of strength.
Hence, she climbed into the carriage and took one package after another from Shao Wen, who was packing. She placed them in the box and began to tie the rope.
