C95

It was a stormy night, and the damp air was deep. The sun had just risen, and the camp was shrouded in mist.

The earth was muddy and unsuitable for travelling, but Tang Chou and the other two emissaries wanted to rush to the Imperial City as soon as possible, lest something unexpected happens. Thus, they gave the order to set off after breakfast.

"Ge, ge …"

The wheels sank deep into the mud