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When the realm of Qingming had vanished from view, and they were certain there were no spies from other factions nearby, Wei Yuan took out a map and said, “Time is of the essence, so we won’t be going back to rest. The Xu Clan still has two mines, a herb farm, and a small town; whereas the Shamans control two caravan camps, a village, and two horse bandit strongholds. Let’s push through and take down two more of their outposts before we rest.”
No one objected, so they set off toward their next target.
There was no one around, so everyone took off their masks to catch their breaths for a bit. Hsu Yi was standing beside Wei Yuan, and she couldn’t help but chuckle when she looked at his horse.
At first, her chuckle made Wei Yuan feel uncomfortable. Then, he glanced at his horse and realized why she was laughing. A light rain was falling at the moment, and the air was thick with mist-like droplets. The air was so damp that his warhorse was soaking wet, as if it had just been pulled out of the water.
Wei Yuan’s horse was a vivid red color and far too conspicuous for this expedition. Thus, he had it painted gray before they set off. However, the paint had started to peel off within a matter of days, and now, in the rain, it was visibly fading from gray to white, and from white to red.
Unfortunately, apart from cursing the unscrupulous merchants who had scammed him, Wei Yuan had no way of fixing this. He could only vow to make those paint-selling swindlers pay the next time he encountered them—though deep down, he knew that he would likely never see those bastards again.
Hsu Yi added, “Your disguise has one more flaw, boss.”
“What...
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