Three men, who looked like the guards of a household, approached Feng Lao and asked him if he saw a woman running away.
"I did," Feng Lao said.
"Where did she head to?" The middle one asked.
"To the north," Feng Lao lied about the direction to them. The three of them ran to the way Feng Lao told them. Once they disappeared from his sight, he went to the way where the woman had headed to.
The young woman's leg gave up. She had not eaten anything for three days. She halted to take a rest for a while. Her hold on her cloth bag tightened and she caught her breath.
Her head was aching badly because of the blow she got on her head. Her eyes were gradually closing, but she shook her head since she could not sleep.
After five minutes, she was ready to leave but the wound on her right leg did not let her. She fell to the ground and took heavy breaths. Pushing her rugged skirt up, she found the wound had opened up. The bleeding was intense on it.
