The next morning, at the crack of dawn.
The sky was just beginning to lighten.
With two women in his arms, Lu Yuan held the reward from Song Meiqin's 9x Multiplication Factor from the day before.
'This was a first. A 9x Multiplication Factor, and all it gave was the first volume.'
As Lu Yuan flipped through *Military God*, a rustle sounded from nearby. Aunt Zhao, who had been sleeping alone to one side, was the first to wake.
On this trip to Liangshan, their nighttime route bypassed any counties or towns.
Everyone was sleeping right in the carriage.
Frankly, it was pretty miserable.
Even though they had a Spirit Stone Furnace lit inside the carriage, a carriage wasn't a house.
It was drafty, and just too cold.
Lighting more furnaces wouldn't have helped.
After Zhao Qiao'Er got up, she cupped her delicate hands and blew on them, her breath turning to white mist. She then turned to look at Lu Yuan.
