Why Do You Look So Miserable?
The settlement area was bustling with life, as the soldiers on horses extended an extra hand, subbing in for the weaker servants who could barely do any manual labour.
They continued to work into late at night, even the alchemist did not catch a wink of sleep. He stayed awake monitoring the procedure, ensuring no one made a wrong measurement.
A cold breeze slapped Nuan's face pushing her hair back, carrying bits of sand along with it. Nuan properly wrapped her purple scarf around her shoulders, shielding the cup of tea in her hands.
She heaved a sigh of relief when her eyes landed on Yu Xiaoguang, who had just come out, after being couped up the entire evening. Biting on her lower lip, Nuan approached him, from such a close distance she could clearly see faint red stains on his bandages.