The next day, dawn.
The mist shrouded the mountain, and the first rays of sun shone through the gaps.
Li Xian hoisted Wen Cai Shang onto his back, tying her securely with vines around the waist and legs. Wen Cai Shang thought of the "wild boar" incident and spat. Only Li Xian in the whole world would compare her to a wild boar.
Li Xian checked his equipment. He secured a backpack on his chest, with a saber on the left and a sword on the right. The Yellow Dao Bow was tied to Wen Cai Shang's back. With everything in order, Li Xian looked at his reflection in a stream and joked amidst the hardship, "Does this count as bringing your family along?"
Wen Cai Shang felt a surge of emotion, with the impudent servant getting increasingly arrogant. Li Xian confirmed everything was fine, his expression serious.
