Crane Mountain was considered high ground in the mountain ranges of Xiangxiang. It was named for being a gathering place for flocks of birds.
Qian Yun breathed a sigh of relief as the outline of the distant mountain peak gradually came into view.
He Mountain Town was a unique mountain city nestled on the mountainside. Its residents called themselves Mountain People, and Hunters outnumbered farmers.
Qian Yun signaled the group to speed up, hoping to enter the city before nightfall to avoid any potential dangers.
However, he felt the journey had been smooth so far. At least they had passed safely through the bandit-infested areas.
The only thing that puzzled him was the Forbidden Guard accompanying their group, who had not once shown his face from beginning to end. Qian Yun didn't even know his name.
Ren Qing opened his eyes, stretched, and yawned.
To him, the past few days had passed in the blink of an eye.
