Bleak (1)

The two ran through the night, watching it gradually fade through their journey.

When the outline of White Plains Town appeared at the end of their visions, it was already dawn. The sky had turned into a dark blue, and dawn was brewing.

Zhou Jing focused his gaze on the wilderness. His physical fitness had been completely enhanced, and his vision had improved to a certain extent. Instantly, it was as if he had been zoomed in and out. The scene of White Plains Town quickly enlarged and became clear in his vision.

Since it was not yet time to open the gate, the gate which stood in front of the town was still closed. The braziers had been burning for a night and were already exhausted, leaving only wisps of smoke.

There were no villagers or caravans waiting to enter the entrance. A few guards were leaning against the wall, their heads nodding slightly. They were snoring.