The group of people had no choice but to continue walking back.
The village that once echoed with laughter and chatter had turned into a vast flatland now.
Here and there, vivid red bloodstains spattered the ground, forming terrifying pools.
Jhiang Yuan felt annoyed inside. If they couldn't find a place to settle down, she would have to use her space, but there were so many people.
It was fine to help out once or twice in an emergency, but if it became a habit, that would be problematic.
Those moments were bought with her very life.
Naturally, she was reluctant to offer them up so easily for everyone's enjoyment.
However, there really was nowhere left here to shelter from the wind and rain.
"Let's go gather some firewood, we can make a fire right here and rest for the night,"
Jhiang Xingzhi chose a slope, a gentle one.
Even if there were aftershocks, there wouldn't be any problems.