Heavy snow fills the sky.
On the somewhat uneven road, a bulky caravan is slowly advancing.
The caravan is primarily composed of carriages and horses, supplemented by oxen and mules.
Figures are shadowy in the front, with sturdy men continuously clearing the thick snow to create a path through which the carriages can pass.
The middle is dominated by high steeds and luxurious carriages.
In the rear, numerous mules and cows carry large quantities of goods, and the convoy continues to expand as it passes through towns.
In the middle of the caravan, inside a luxurious carriage.
Outside, it's as cold as ice, but inside, it's as warm as spring.
Jing Lan clumsily pours tea and adds water, while an elder and a youth chat happily.
It is now the end of the year, several days have passed since departing from Qingshan Town.
Luo Chen brought Jing Lan and joined Master Yan's caravan with a simple arrangement, heading towards the rumored Yixian City.
