The sky was dark like a piece of dirty rag.
The camel bells on the horses could be heard in the mountains.
The horses walked slowly and leisurely on the path.
The shrill siren of the village was farther and farther away from them.
When Xiang Wan thought about how Bai Muchuan would behave after finding out that she was missing, her mind started to wander off and her stomach felt like it was being burnt.
She was being carried by a horse and she was placed on the saddle, on her stomach. Her stomach felt bloated and uncomfortable. Every now and then, she would feel a piercing pain on her wound whenever her thigh brush past the saddle…
She did not know how long such torture lasted. When the sky gradually darkened, when the horses finally stopped moving, she was about to vomit.
"Get down!"
When she heard a gruff voice, the next moment, she found herself being dragged to the ground like she was a piece of rag.