Song Ciwan had no idea what was happening far away in the Capital.
Over the next three days, she traveled upstream along the banks of the Jing River, passing several cities.
However, Song Ciwan did not enter any of them. When she stopped to rest at night, she would simply summon the Han Guang Glaze Residence on the roadside. With this Treasure Residence protecting her, wherever she went, her home was with her.
This feeling of carrying her home with her meant that even though she was a lone traveler, she didn't feel adrift or rootless. On the contrary, surrounded by the vastness of the world, Song Ciwan felt an extraordinary sense of freedom and exhilaration.
Even the chill in the air felt refreshingly crisp and invigorating as she breathed.
The long river flowed like a jade belt across a thousand miles of ice and snow. Mountains and streams were cloaked in white, and every blade of grass and tree branch was coated in frost.
