Fog shrouded the air heavily, with several families' men carrying their boys amidst the tidal wave of disaster victims, running toward the city gate.
Everyone was in a hurry, racing swiftly, for being one step behind meant losing a spot in line. With so many disaster victims, who knew if there would still be food and clothing to claim when it was their turn?
Qin San Lang saw that the surroundings were filled with victims frantically sprinting towards the city gate, and he said to the adults of several families, "I can run fast, I'll dash to the city gate first to secure a place."
Luo Wu and Gu Jin'an said, "We'll go too."
They were already well acquainted with Qin San Lang; whatever they did, they did it together. Elder Qin was also happy to see this, as Er Lang was too aloof and unsociable, and could only maintain a good relationship with the young boys from various families with San Lang's help.
Qin San Lang nodded, "Let's go."
