The carriage moved steadily on the official road.
This was the third day out, and now they had already left the jurisdiction of the Commandery and entered the wilderness.
Yes, it was indeed the wilderness.
Upon reaching here, there were no more teahouses or inns by the roadside. Apart from the abandoned farmlands and half-collapsed villages that suggested this place was once densely populated, all traces of civilization were rapidly disappearing.
Tigers, leopards, jackals, and wolves had regained dominance, and they no longer feared humans. In broad daylight, they dared to stare at the caravans passing on the official road from the distant forests.
If they saw someone alone, they would pounce without hesitation and enjoy a delicious meal.
With the situation deteriorating to this point, Zhao Ya knew that the Great Yan, which had enjoyed prosperity for hundreds of years, was thoroughly decaying and beyond salvation.
It was only a matter of time before it completely fell.
