Fang Hong was silent for a moment: "It's not easy to lead so many people across the Egon Forest."
"We stay in this place for that reason. We need food and warm clothing to get through this long winter, or many people will die."
Shaya answered while looking forward. The campfire flickered, shadows moved, and many people had received news from Dai and rushed over. There were many different faces, but every face shared the same look of unease, expectation, and confusion:
"Miss Shaye, you're back."
"Miss Shaye, someone else has fallen ill."
"Miss Shaye, there's not much food left in the camp. Although we can still manage for now, you said the sick must be guaranteed their daily quota…"
The people discussed in hushed tones.
Old and young crowded at the camp entrance.
