Bang~
During the transition period between spring and summer, the weather was unpredictable like the whims of gods and spirits. Suddenly, dark clouds gathered in the night sky, and thunder and lightning erupted.
As pea-sized raindrops pounded on the roof tiles of the Earth God Temple, another caravan arrived seeking shelter.
This caravan had significantly more people than the darts masters of the Fuyuan Escort Agency, with men, women, old, and young, instantly making the previously spacious temple crowded.
Adults were scolding children who cried, voices clamoring and screaming nearly turning the Earth God Temple into a marketplace.
Most of the travelers with the caravan were common folk, either in groups of three or five or with their families, even babies in swaddling clothes.
It was difficult not to be crowded and lively!
With no other choice, Zhang Yuan had to tidy up the bonfire and voluntarily move his belongings to the corner.
To give more space to these common people.
