"Finally, we're almost there."
"Yeah, it's been a tough journey. My shoulders are almost numb."
"This Song Family Castle is really big, isn't it? I heard nearly two or three thousand people live here?"
"What does it have to do with us? We're just here to trade and then leave."
"True."
The group chatted, their tones varied from joy, envy, astonishment to indifference.
"Everyone, stay alert and don't let anyone get close."
Chen Guodong turned back, cautioning them.
Soon, Chen Fan saw the people his father had warned them about.
Starting from two or three hundred meters outside the Song Family Castle, many emaciated, barely clothed people lay sprawled on the ground, emitting a foul odor from a distance.
Seeing Chen Fan's group approaching, these people sat up from the grass, staring straight at the prey they carried, drool dripping from their mouths.
"Please, give us some food."
"Sir, have mercy, I haven't eaten for three days."
