Inside the room.
Several large sheets of white paper were quickly filled densely by Zhao Qing, covering three full pages.
Jiang Shi held it in his hand, carefully flipping through and reading it twice, ensuring the sentences were smooth and there were no unfamiliar characters, then he gently nodded and said, "Not bad."
"Brother Jiang, can we set off now?"
Zhao Qing urgently asked.
Having delayed here for so long, he was very suspicious that the Fourth Young Master and others might already be unable to hold on.
"Let's go!"
Jiang Shi spoke, carefully folded the sheets, tucked them into his chest, and then grabbed the Wolf Fang Club, directly heading outside.
Zhao Qing was delighted and quickly followed him out.
When Jiang Shi walked out of the courtyard, he saw the entire large village was still in full relocation. A large number of residents, under the village chief's command, were taking their families and rushing donkey carts towards the distant mountains.
