Pei Buji took the whip from Bu Er, flicked his wrist, and steered the carriage onto a narrow path.
Lush grass carpeted the path, and wildflowers spread far and wide. Small though the flowers were, they made a pleasing sight when gathered into swathes.
But this was merely a little trail. Had Pei Buji not taken it upon himself to turn off, Bu Er would never have noticed such a path beside the main road.
Besides, they had been intent on reaching Qiri Town. Why would they turn elsewhere midway?
Yang Qing and Jiang Zhizhou both lifted the curtain and glanced outside a few times before letting it fall again without betraying anything.
The route Pei Buji was taking them along was no ordinary road.
They simply did not know where he intended to take them.
Pei Buji had always been exceedingly talkative. Since meeting Yang Qing and his two companions, he had chattered endlessly along the way.
Yet for some reason, once he took the whip and began driving the carriage, he grew so quiet that he seemed like a different person. That rather surprised Yang Qing and the others.
Still, given their temperaments, they naturally preferred to say as little as possible.
And so, a rare harmony settled over both the inside and outside of the carriage.
"You lads, we still have some way to go before we reach the place. If you're tired, you might as well get some sleep and restore your spirits."
Yang Qing said nothing, but he really did close his eyes and lean against the carriage wall.
Seeing this, Bu Er and Jiang Zhizhou closed their eyes as well.
Even if they had boarded a pirate ship, they would have to brave the voyage.
Besides, this fellow Pei did not look the sort.