C525 The Meran Caravan
Time passed bit by bit.
Two hours, one day, ten days, half a month.
After wasting a bit of time, when he turned around to look, he would realize that a long, long time had passed.
Time was just like this. It was always so careless that it slipped away from any negligence.
Qin Country had waited for more than twenty days. The Outer Northern Region needed a new general