Ancient Wen Heng handed the binoculars back to Jin Qianqian. "It looks like there really is water in the city. Some of the courtyards even have flowers and plants."
Ancient Wen Heng couldn't stomach the sight. These people would rather water their flowers and plants than spare a drop for the refugees.
"How can they do this?" Jin Qianqian had also seen inside the city walls. The residents there were laughing and playing, a completely different world from the one outside.
"We have to find a way to leave," Ancient Wen Heng decided. 'This place is going to descend into chaos sooner or later.'
Jin Qianqian looked lost. "But where can we go? There's no way to turn back, and the path forward is blocked. It feels like we're being trapped here to die."
All this time, the so-called court hadn't sent a single bit of aid. The local officials were just hoarding what little resources they have, looking out only for themselves.
