Across the mountain clusters, on the serpentine dirt road, two young men were making slow progress in dragging a massive crate on wheels behind them.
To tell the truth, only one of them was actually putting in effort, the ropes of the cart sinking into his sweaty torso harshly as he grit his teeth and dug his feet inches deep into the soil with every step.
His partner, a younger man with a frail physique, was occasionally tugging another rope connected to the cart, although his expression was just as grim.
"I cannot believe this! Singular customers aren't allowed to borrow the carrier bulls? Bullshit! He was just discriminating against me, Elder Shen was! I'm sure of it!"
His hardworking partner glanced at him with a complicated face and then shook his head.
"There is a rule like this, actually. The sect doesn't want any affluent disciples to hoard rare resources from their peers. So there are a lot of restrictions on bulk sales.
