After crossing the border of the Oak Empire, within the boundaries of Bian'an City, in the evening, Danxuan still could not see the shadow of the county town, so he stopped and rested all night by the Sushui River.

In the evening, Gong Xuedun caught several rabbits and roasted their heads near the campfire. Danxuan sat by the campfire, looking at the beating flame, as if he had something on his mind. On the way, he always felt restless.

Qian Jingyi sat down next to the campfire, snuggled slowly on Danxuan's shoulder, and put her hand around Danxuan's chest, like a bird on a branch.

Danxuan looked down at Qian...