Passing Through

Under Wang Zhuang's meticulous arrangements, the night passed without incident. Aside from the crackling of the campfire and the hushed conversations of the night guards, the entire camp was silent, allowing Wang Zhuang's taut nerves a brief moment of relief.

Early the next morning, Wang Zhuang once again directed the convoy and began making urgent preparations to depart.

To provide the most important cover for the three mysterious "distinguished guests" inside the carriage, Wang Zhuang had followed the trade's usual practice and taken on an additional cargo escort job before accepting this crucial assignment. It was not only for extra profit, but also to confuse any potential watchers, making the convoy appear more like an ordinary merchant caravan—goods, guards, and an escort destination. That was the usual state of a normal convoy on the road.

After the convoy's inventory check was completed, Wang Zhuang learned of the only unexpected development from the previous night. The charcoal man had actually stubbornly survived the night after being put through Wang Linger's "remarkable" medical treatment, and had successfully stayed alive.

As a result, early that morning, several guards who noticed this excitedly woke Wang Linger.

The little girl was naturally innocent at heart. Rubbing her sleepy eyes, she ran to the camel cart. When she saw the faint rise and fall still present in the blackened body's chest, her hazy awareness was instantly replaced by overwhelming delight.

With the encouragement and praise from the surrounding guards, she was practically floating with excitement, as though she felt she could join Medical Poison Valley tomorrow.

Wang Zhuang's feelings were complicated when he saw this. He was gratified by his niece's kindness and happiness, but he also knew perfectly well that this had absolutely nothing to do with Wang Linger's medical skills. The charcoal man's extraordinary