Li Yuan looked into the distance, the wasteland illuminated bleakly by the moonlight.
These damned ghost things are increasing in number; one day, sooner or later, they will confront us head-on. Instead of facing them passively, it's better to proactively understand them...
...
The night deepened.
Tang Nian clung to Li Yuan's arm, while Li Yuan looked out the window.
The carriage stopped on a high slope, which allowed them to observe the surroundings. Behind the slope was a small river, not suitable for drinking but fine for washing things.
In the distance, a White Sparrow flew from north to south, heading towards Li Yuan.
Li Yuan abandoned his post at Antelope Pass.
The next day...
The sky was clear.
With sunlight streaming in, Tang Nian curled up in the carriage, feeling she had learned a lot on this journey, and was still learning.
She had to admit her adoptive father was an extraordinary man, not just a "strong man from a small border county" as she once thought.
