The Qian and Zhang families were stubborn to the extreme, declaring they wouldn't budge an inch, and refused to move even when lashes rained down upon their backs.
At this moment, everyone else had finished packing, waiting only for the guards' command to set off.
Si Jiuyue and the others stood at the front of the procession, laden with various supplies—they hadn't even left behind the small stools from the houses—and every little child had a tiny bamboo backpack strapped to their back.
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