From North to South.
National Highway 319.
A convoy braves the scorching sun, heading south.
It's Ju Tianrui and others who have shaken off the followers of Gan Shang.
...
In the vehicle.
Ju Tianrui lies on the back seat. His body is soaked with sweat, his complexion pale, and beads of sweat on his forehead roll down like water droplets.
He breathes rapidly, sometimes uttering low moans. His eyes are tightly shut, his expression one of pain.
Dong Tai beside him is panicked, anxious and fearful.
Dong Tai tries to give him water, but his lips are cracked, unable to take in any liquids.
Constantly wiping his face with a moist cloth, yet his temperature remains dangerously high.
Time seems to move extremely slowly in this situation, each second as long as a year.
Dong Tai shouts to the driver at the front, "How far is it to Xin City?"
