C355 I'm Not Here to Pick a Quarrel

The sky was overcast. A carriage that did not look that luxurious was running nonstop towards the Western Regions. Although it was not as cold as the north, the farther away they went from the sea, the more unbearable it was for them, especially for the sick.

Inside the car, Yue Zhiqin found some large cotton-padded jackets and stuffed them in a place where the wind could easily blow