The spring night was slightly chilly, with a sparse presence of stars and a bright moon.
On the official road from Tong State to the Capital, the sound of horse hooves shattered the night, startling insects hidden in the grass to chirp.
It was the month of March, and spring came late to the Northern Land. The elm trees on both sides of the road were just budding, their tender green leaf tips shimmering with a silvery glow under the moonlight.
Li Yan and his team were indeed quite large.
Luo Mingzi had more than a dozen subordinates, along with Kong Shangzhao's four household servants and the carriage carrying their luggage. The convoy was comparable to a small merchant team, progressing along the dark road with torches held high.
In the night sky, hawks soared back and forth.
Lv San manipulated snake and rat to send messages while Li Yan made a spell, listening intently.
After a while, Li Yan shook his head slightly, "It seems they have given up."
