A New Play

The carriage was a cluttered scene of opposite sides. On one half, it was filled to the brim with purchases made by Xu Feng. Books, grains, and various groceries were neatly stacked, almost reaching the carriage's roof, creating a wall of provisions. 

Xu Feng was half crouched among this bounty, his head throbbing, and the limited space of the carriage felt even smaller with Xuan Yang and Xuan Jian hovering around him.

While one side was dedicated to their necessities according to Xu Feng, the other half was occupied by Xuan Yang alone for the moment. 

Xu Feng had been slightly excessive today…only slightly.