The desert stretched endlessly, and the sound of camel bells echoed like a crisp melody.
Jiang Shouzhong sat atop a camel, gazing out at the seemingly infinite desert landscape, his heart filled with a myriad of emotions.
He never imagined he would run into an old acquaintance here in Nanjin Country; what an unbelievable stroke of luck.
At this moment, he was clad in a black-toned outer robe with a rounded felt hat perched on his head, its brim slightly upturned at the sides—a Nanjin Country outfit Liao Feihu had prepared for him.
This added a rugged edge to Jiang Shouzhong's already heroic aura.
Meanwhile, Xiao Lingqiu was also seated on another camel, similarly adorned in Nanjin Country attire.
A deep blue robe accentuated her tall and graceful figure, and a belt woven from multi-colored silk threads encircled her waist, emphasizing her slender frame. On her feet were a pair of embroidered soft boots.
