The rain never stopped.
Dark clouds blocked the moonlight, and the stars disappeared. In the vast night, you can't see your hand in front of you.
The rain fell on his head, and the strong servant who was on night watch couldn't help sneezing. He leaned close under the rain cloth and cursed the damn weather.
The bonfire rose and fell, and the tripod lamp in the carriage was the only light.
The strong servants and guards pulled the carts and surrounded the carriage where Adrian Huan was in the center. At the same time, five people took turns to guard against possible accidents.
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