Cheng Zongyang recalled the scenes he had witnessed on the road. He shook his head slightly, glad he hadn't brought his family.
'Otherwise, my family having food to eat and water to drink every day would easily make us a target. Unless we never lit a fire!'
'Besides, even if I could find an excuse to get meat from outside the city, how would I solve the water problem? Make an excuse to leave the city and fetch it from outside the County Town? That might work a few times, but if I did it too often, would all those people in town just turn a blind eye and not follow me?'
'It's nothing like now, where I can eat and drink as I please in the mountains, carefree and happy. Even if we want to enter the city later, it will have to be after the drought, and not all of us can go.'
'By then, with several Martial Artists in our family holding down the fort, other than the local Noble Races, even the Gangs wouldn't dare to provoke us.'
