"We've arrived."
Le Yu lifted the carriage curtain, "her heart fluttering with nerves, like a bride in an arranged marriage walking into the unknown."
"Though, this wasn't quite an arranged marriage, was it? At least she knew Lan Yan was a deeply calculating schemer. A phoenix who rose from nothing."
The land of Dongyang at dusk had been spread with a blood-red veil by the fading sunlight.
A convoy of horse-drawn wagons loaded with all manner of goods, after two days and nights on the road, finally drew near the temporary Linhai Army camp outside Tongling Town.
The camp was already alight with torches, and from a distance, it looked like some kind of monster coiled between the mountains.
The townsfolk had never seen such a thing. They stood near the entrance of the town, gawking as the caravan arrived. Along with large three-horse wagons heavily laden with cargo, the convoy also boasted several luxurious, comfortable two-horse carriages.
