C595 Delightiness

The sun was setting, bringing with it a sense of desolation. Clouds were drifting in the sky, and under the setting sun, they gave off a red glow. In An Yan's eyes, it was like blood, and even had a faint smell.

These few days, she had accurately estimated the time they would take to travel. The sun was setting in the west, and just as she dismounted, just as An Yan was about to enter a tavern