On the seventh day since they left the small town, the forests gradually became sparser, towns became more frequent, and the roads wider. The carriage shook and swayed; the girl with her hair in twin ponytails snuggled next to the young man's legs, sleeping soundly.
The senior brother driving held the reins with one hand, discerning the road conditions ahead. The senior sister, who had just experienced the sorrow of losing her father, sat silently in meditation, digesting the grief in her heart. The three Guan Shu beasts moved in unison, pulling the somewhat heavy carriage swiftly along the wide road.
Thanks to the relative peace and many years of establishment in the Twelve Realms, the 'infrastructure' was very well developed. Wu Wang observed the towns along the way and couldn't help but be puzzled by several questions.
