The climate of Central State, compared to Jiangzhou, is somewhat drier. Zhao Dabing felt his throat was a little dry, and the salted roasted peanuts didn't taste as good as usual, making his throat feel scratchy.
He took a sip of the overnight strong tea to rinse his mouth, leisurely driving forward. The Xue Family's carriage, rather than calling it a carriage, should be called a caravan, conveniently doing business here in Central State, with Miss personally leading the team, accompanied by Chen Qingyan.
"Now that we're in Central State, we're not far from the Imperial City. Central State is not as big as our Chen Country, just a thousand miles or so. Even if we take some time on the road, it won't take too long."
After traveling for a while, although the sun was not so fierce, walking under the blazing sun was not a pleasant thing. The Xue Family's caravan stopped to the side, forming a car formation, coincidentally where traveling merchants were selling goods.
