"Let's go to Salvation Hall first."
Gu Qingluan recalled what Tang Shijun had said the day before.
At that time, Tang Shijun mentioned that many of the people who went to Salvation Hall were infected with a cold.
Gu Qingluan hadn't paid much attention to it because this season was the high season for colds.
However, she now suspected that those who had gone to Salvation Hall were not suffering from a cold but had contracted the epidemic.
As the epidemic spread and erupted, there would only be more people going to Salvation Hall.
Halfway through the journey, the carriage suddenly came to an abrupt stop.
Inside the carriage, Gu Qingluan and her two sons were thrown forward.
Gu Qingluan held onto her sons' collars with one hand, firmly planted her feet on the carriage floor, and stabilized their positions.
"What's happening?" Gu Qingluan asked.