Another two days.
Xu Guang wore the golden silk armor gifted to him by Su Yan underneath, draped in a purple-black long robe, a short purple-red cloak, and wielding the thousand forged long sword crafted by Wu Fengqin's husband, Xiong Kui. He was naturally rugged and sitting atop General Wei, exuding the aura of a fierce soldier.
Besides him, there were several disciples led by Zhu Ping from the Master Hall and a few disciples guarding the Scripture Pavilion.
Behind them was a long procession of dozens, consisting of craftsmen such as bricklayers and porters transporting goods along the road.
General Wei walked at the front, and with its notoriety in Qingshuo County, it attracted countless gazes along the way.
It seemed to enjoy such attention.
The rumbling sound of wooden wheels could be heard constantly from behind.
Xu Guang took out a map from his chest, carefully observing the surrounding environment and places marked by triangles.
