Han Li leaned against one side of the carriage, sitting opposite the four women, naturally catching the unease on their faces in his gaze.
His eyes had already scanned the grassland outside the carriage multiple times, but everything seemed as usual—just normal grass without any peculiarities.
Han Li found it slightly strange but showed no outward signs and refrained from voicing any thoughts. After all, he knew little about the spirit realm and didn't want to appear overly suspicious.
Over the past few days, however, the four women had warmed up to him considerably—especially the young red-clad girl named Quan'er, whom he had saved earlier. She addressed him as "Brother Han" with remarkable enthusiasm.
Han Li wasn't quite accustomed to this, but considering how young the girl was, he couldn't treat her with cold indifference. Over time, he found himself engaging in frequent conversations with Quan'er.
