The days passed by smoothly as the group ventured through the countryside. Their journey remained relatively uneventful, with the occasional encounter of fellow travelers crossing their path. Rain and his family, dressed in humble attire, blended seamlessly into the landscape, appearing like any other group of peasants on the move.
Travelers would come and go, their paths converging with Rain's group for a fleeting moment before continuing on their own way. Some exchanged brief nods or polite greetings, while others walked past without sparing a second glance. It was somewhat frustrating to be dismissed as mere peasants. Still, at the same time, it provided them with the perfect disguise—an inconspicuous cloak that shielded their true identities.
