The wind howls and the snow roars.
South of the Prefecture City, the official road is wide. After traveling dozens of miles, the path narrows, lacking maintenance, with many potholes and muddy ground.
Winter arrives early in the Prefecture City. After the first snow, it is followed by days of heavy snow. Snow gradually blankets the roads, with the tendency to seal the mountains.
The carriage travels for about half a day. Entering a continuous mountain range, with a glance, the mountains stretch over a hundred miles, with countless treacherous peaks and strange mountains, and the trees within are robust and primitive.
Roughly estimating, it would take four days to traverse the range.
Amidst the white and green dotted mountain road, Baiyun speeds by. The snow on the ground is thick, but it leaves no trace, which is quite peculiar.
