Don't be fooled by their numbers or their training; this kind of road still exhausts everyone, leaving them drenched in sweat.
Seeing everyone's hardship, Ye Jinyan and Qi Ming stepped forward to help push the cart.
Qi Ming was extremely worried. His master was injured; how could he exert himself like this? What if the wound worsens? He voiced his concern, "Young master?"
Ye Jinyan shot a look at him, and Qi Ming had to hold his tongue, deciding to exert more effort himself so that his master could exert less.
Yang Ming noticed Qi Ming's protective nature and spoke up, "Brother Ye, it's not necessary for you to help. We have enough people. You can stay behind and get on the cart later."
Ye Jinyan kept pushing the cart and replied, "It's alright. Since we're hitching a ride and you didn't charge us, it's only fair that we do some of the work too."
