The snow wind howled, and the sky gradually darkened.
The long caravan moved slowly but steadily along the trade road.
Besides three inconspicuous carriages, there were many cargo wagons piled with goods.
The number of people traveling with them had also grown from the initial dozen or so knights to include all sorts of guards, as well as travelers who had voluntarily joined the caravan—these people usually could not afford bodyguards and did not dare travel alone, so they chose to follow behind a large group.
At most, they paid a small fee, and most caravans tacitly accepted this arrangement.
After all, amid the ice and snow, humanity still had to contend with nature itself, as well as the aberrations and monsters lurking beneath the snow.
It was better to support one another whenever possible.
As they continued southward, the caravan steadily grew larger and began to carry some semblance of life and bustle.
"Quillras handled things quite properly."
Xu Nan sat in one of the carriages and pulled back the curtain to look outside.
Those who had initially departed from Lookout Fortress had perfectly blended into the caravan, yet they had also secretly gathered around the three carriages in a rather concealed manner.
According to Quillras, this tactic would be difficult to hide from people of the Shadow Realm, but their enemies were clearly not limited to Ninth Manor.
"There are quite a few people across the entire north eyeing the treasure. They are all watching in secret. If information about us gets out, many people will make a move against us." Quillras had solemnly told Xu Nan:
"Before entering Snowfield City, we must maintain absolute secrecy!"
"We cannot let too many people know where we are actually going. Besides, Snowfield City is the Blue Robe Sect's stronghold."
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