"Fourth Young Master, we're almost at Star Mark County."
On the muddy post road, a convoy of a dozen carriages was braving the wind and rain across the fields. In the middle of the convoy, there was a large cargo box covered with black cloth like a coffin shop. The leading carriages were spacious and airy, with glass windows and soft rubber tires, moving without any bumps.
Inside the carriage, Ding Yiyu, lying on a soft cushion, sprang up like a carp, pulled back the curtain, saw the outline of Star Mark County's walls under the rain clouds from afar, and sat back lazily saying, "Call me when we get there."
"Fourth Young Master," a man on horseback beside the carriage asked with a smile, "Are the girls in Star Mark County fresh? We rough men have never been to a big city, so we'll rely on you to show us the way."
