Meng Fuyao tidied her hair and applied some ginger juice onto her face before covering it with a black cloth and jumping down to intercept the carriage.
"I paved this mountain…"
On the winding road, Meng Fuyao placed her hands on her hips, looking exceptionally energetic and attention-seeking. The other member in her bandit crew was Yao Xun, who had stealthily held onto the back of the carriage.
"Redstone Mountain has been paved since the expedition of Wuji and Xuanji emperors. Wuji's emperor had ordered 800,000 soldiers to open a path in a month's time, in order to meet his enemy head-on. In that case, you're not the paver of this mountain," a voice trailed from within the carriage.
It was gentle and warm, and somewhat distant.
Meng Fuyao choked, once again shouting, "I planted this tree…"
