Qin Huai found it hard to believe. The Nine Dragons sect couldn't have deteriorated with his wife overseeing it.
"Uncle, where are you headed?" Qin Huai stopped a family of three to ask.
Although the old man had rough skin, his muscles were well-formed. The woman beside him was clad in a large cotton jacket, showing signs of wear but free from patches. Their son, despite his young age, wasn't short, implying his daily meals were fulfilling.
This family seemed to represent an average family among the long line of people. It appeared that Li Shaoxiang's management wasn't too poor.
"We're headed to Fan City County." The old man sighed.
"Why? You all look well-fed and adequately clothed. Why are you abandoning your hometown?" Qin Huai queried.