The setting sun gradually leaned to the west.
An old horse-drawn carriage traveled along the street dyed orange by the sunset. The carriage moved briskly, its four wheels squeaking lightly.
On both sides of the street, shops were starting to close in succession.
The shop owners were talking and laughing merrily, discussing various matters. It seemed like they were preparing to go home for dinner with their Contracted Fond Spirits.
Of course, the shops that only open at night were already brightly lit at this time.
The waves of intoxicating aroma of wine, hearty or boisterous laughter, drifted along with the wind...
Time had already arrived at the evening of the second day.
This is Ye Hanjun's seventh day at Canghai Pavilion, and unexpectedly, he was about to head to the wilderness for a special trial before he could even settle down.
Although he was not a participant in the trial, this didn't affect him from preparing as much as possible.