A troop was marching mightily along the roadside, headed by a jeep followed by a number of large trucks driving up.
Bystanders were all turning their heads to watch.
An Hao also stopped in her tracks and looked back, a thought flashing through her mind when she saw the jeep ahead, "Could it be that Qin Jian has returned?"
As she was pondering this, her sleeve was tugged.
An Hao turned her head and saw Shen Zhihua with her lips pursed, looking at her with an expression that seemed to contain some kind of emotion that An Hao couldn't quite make out.
"Stay closer to the curb, don't get hit by the vehicles!" Shen Zhihua pulled her over to the side, instinctively stepping in front of her to shield her from the dust kicked up by the passing cars.
From the jeep, Jiang Ying was looking out the window in all directions. At that moment, the breeze was gentle and the weather had warmed up; small green grass and colorful flowers were sprouting on both sides of the road.
