A hundred miles away from Wushan Prefecture, on a mountain path.
The winding convoy slowly moved away, resembling a gray long snake wrapping around the mountainside.
In the convoy, Zhang Rongyu held Xiaohuanqing, staring blankly at the distant mountains for a moment in silence.
"Is everything okay now?" Suda Heqi handed over a pot of brewed green tea from the nearby cabin.
"Don't think too much. We have our path, and Rongfang has his own path too."
He didn't even know his brother-in-law had swept the battlefield earlier, rescuing his wife and child.
He just thought Zhang Rongfang didn't want to go to his new post with them.
"Actually, being in Wushan isn't bad either. That place has talented people and beautiful scenery, peaceful and quiet, without so much intrigue."
"It's nothing... just a bit of adjustment..." Zhang Rongyu replied softly, gently leaning her head against her husband's chest.
