Thus, Yuwen Qi stayed here for three days, waiting for the soldiers who had marched swiftly for over half a month to rest up, before his army was ready to break camp and return.
With the weather getting colder, they had to hurry back before the winter snow arrived; otherwise, it would be difficult to traverse once the mountain was sealed by snow.
The enthusiastic Fire-Swallowing Tribe knew they were leaving and roasted the mushrooms picked over the past few days for them overnight to take as military rations.
Originally, Yuwen Qi came to provide support; unexpectedly, he not only ate and drank, but also took large packages with him, making him feel quite apologetic.
"No need to feel embarrassed. You're carrying a major task, and whether we can go out and trade will depend on you in the future."
Bai Junjun patted him on the shoulder, wearing a face full of determination and heavy responsibility.
Yuwen Qi nodded solemnly.
This scene felt vaguely familiar.
