The next morning,
Yu Hong, carrying a large pack, left the cave and made a trip to the post office. He took with him the items prepared by Li Rushan, along with the crucial map, and then headed towards Lulong County.
"Safe travels," Yu Hong heard Li Rushan's blessings as he left the road surface; he looked back to see Li standing at the doorway waving at him.
Soon, a thin white fog rolled in, slowly obscuring Li Rushan and Aisena as well as the dilapidated white stone house that was the post office.
Yu Hong sighed, turned back around, and continued along the trodden path toward the highway.
The map showed that sticking to the highway would prevent him from losing his direction.
Crunch, crunch, crunch.
His boots snapped the dry branches and leaves underfoot, creating a distinct, grating sound.
Through his breathing valve, Yu Hong could still smell a faint scent of burning in the air around him.
