After traveling roughly thirty li,
Han Wu's group finally saw signs of human habitation.
It was a somewhat dilapidated city.
Outside the city, quite a few people pushing wooden carts or carrying shoulder poles were lining up to enter. They appeared to be here to sell vegetables.
Han Wu's group was about to step forward when He Xu abruptly grabbed them.
He Xu pointed out that the clothes they wore were completely different from those worn by the natives of the Xia Wu Civilization.
Showing up there like this would make them four oddballs dressed in bizarre attire.
That could easily invite trouble.
Jia Gui's eyes rolled as he suggested, "Wait here. I'll go find us some clothes."
With that, Jia Gui darted off like a wisp of smoke and vanished around the corner of the city wall.
Han Wu vaguely saw what seemed to be a dog hole there.
It was half an hour before Jia Gui returned, carrying four sets of clothes and a small pouch of silver coins.
These silver coins were the currency of the Xia Wu Civilization.
"Where did you get these clothes?" Han Wu asked Jia Gui as he changed.
Jia Gui waved a large hand. "Don't worry about where they came from. I found the clothes, didn't I?"
Qin Shuang glanced at Han Wu, a trace of understanding in her eyes.
She guessed Jia Gui had stolen the clothes. But she had no proof.
Han Wu, however, did not care much.
In the Divine Realm Civilization, laws and rules restrained him.
But this was the Xia Wu Civilization now. The only thing that could restrain him was the kindness in his heart!
After changing clothes, Qin Shuang deliberately found some dirt and smeared it across her fair face, concealing some of her beauty.