Hu Tiejiang heard the sound and immediately took out a few pieces of coal stone from the leather bag hanging behind the carriage. Then he slowly lifted the curtain, using his body to block the cold light from outside. Once the curtain opening was almost ready, he carefully slipped inside, swiftly closing the curtain with a backhand motion.
Seeing her eldest brother Su Jing's face full of curiosity, Su Xing'er immediately leaned over and whispered, "I saw it yesterday. Inside that carriage are Uncle Hu's brothers' wives and children. Among the five children, the oldest is only seven years old, and the youngest is still being held in arms."
No wonder!
The children are so young; they certainly have no cultivation and can't be exposed to light.
Su Jing's confusion was resolved, and he immediately nodded. But then he looked up at the bright sky, his expression slightly tense, and his face suddenly turned much gloomier.
