The impromptu band of robbers was made up of refugees with no families. Besides the ones tied up in a pile, dozens more lay on the ground.
These were the people's mortal enemies, and no one wanted to waste their energy on them.
But in this sweltering heat, if the bodies weren't disposed of quickly, the smell would become unbearable, not to mention how unsettling it was to have them just lying there.
Doctor Liu had also warned that leaving them out could cause a plague. They had to be dealt with.
After endless buck-passing, night fell, and the bodies were still lying there, untouched.
Jin Qianqian sat by the fire, hugging her knees and idly poking the flames with a stick. "Do you think there's something wrong with Gu Yuanlei up here?"
She pointed to her forehead. "How could he not understand something so obvious?"
Ancient Wen Heng replied, "He's been blinded by a woman. If we weren't on the road, the clan would have already convened at the ancestral hall to have him expelled."
