The moon was shrouded in dark clouds, at the right guard post of the border town.
Shen Congfei's gaze was fixed on the caravan throughout.
Noticing the person in charge of the caravan alighting from the car and looking displeased after a chat with the sergeant, he threw a stone in the man's direction, intentionally making some noise.
Aware of the rustling in the nearby tall grass and glancing at the stone under his foot, the man in charge furrowed his brows.
He was already irked by the inconvenience of not being allowed into the city.
And now, someone was throwing stones at him!
Angry at the thought of his past reprimand by the beast duke due to delay, the man in charge of the caravan, filled with rage, pulled out his pistol and started probing the grass.
He needed to vent his anger.
However, the moment the man in charge stepped into the tall grass.
A cold object was pointed at his forehead.
All of a sudden, the man panicked and raised his hands.
