Another morning had arrived.
She had barely started working in the vegetable garden when Dong Fangxue suddenly frowned, "Zhongnan, I... I'm feeling a bit unwell, let's go back now!"
"What's wrong?" Li Zhongnan tensed up and quickly stood to walk toward her.
However, just as he approached her,
flap, flap, flap—the bushes nearby burst into activity as one bird after another took flight in alarm.
Clearly, something had scared them!
Dong Fangxue hastily grabbed his arm, "Zhongnan, let's hurry."
"Wait, I think I hear footsteps." Li Zhongnan said excitedly, pulling her down to crouch beside him.
Minutes later,
a caravan several dozen meters long appeared on a trail not far ahead, consisting of roughly five or six vehicles, accompanied by more than a hundred guards.
These guards were all clad in battle suits and armed with swords,
just like ancient soldiers!
The vehicles they were escorting looked similar to "ox carts" on Earth, except they were several times larger.