After all, on this stormy and snowy late night, a person suddenly appears claiming to be a traveler.
No matter how you hear it, it sounds suspicious.
"I have no intention of disturbing you. I just want to camp in a sheltered place to rest for the night," Zhao Ya explained again.
The guards exchanged looks among themselves, then one of the older ones cupped his hands.
"Friend, I truly apologize. We've already occupied this area. Please move on and find another spot."
Zhao Ya slightly furrowed his brows.
This mountain hollow is quite spacious, and the caravan only occupies a corner, leaving the rest empty, yet they don't allow others to camp here. It's rather domineering.
However, Zhao Ya did not get angry.
After all, appearing suddenly in these desolate mountains, it's normal for these people to be more vigilant.
But before Zhao Ya could speak, a man in his thirties emerged from a tent.
