Finally, He Tiantian took a look at her surroundings.
The earthy road was compacted, with forests or farmlands on both sides.
In the fields and forests, villagers dressed in short clothes were farming and hunting.
It made sense when she thought about it; this mission's world was a fictional feudal dynasty, and the road beneath her feet was probably a government road.
He Tiantian turned her head slightly and looked back into the distance.
The passing carriage stirred up a fine layer of dust, and at this moment, it was high noon, with the sun exceptionally harsh.
The glaring sunlight and the rising dust made the distant scene seem like a somewhat blurry painting.
At the far end of the road, within He Tiantian's field of vision, she could vaguely see a group of people slowly approaching.
But the light was too dazzling, making the figures seem elusive.
