The warm afternoon sun shone upon a narrow path through the woods, with sunlight filtering through the dense leaves and casting patches of light onto the ground.
Beside the path, a group of people were resting at that moment. The thick dust on the carriage's axle indicated that they had traveled quite a distance.
"Milord," a lady dressed in plain blue clothes approached gracefully. Although her clothes were simple, the noble aura she radiated clearly indicated her extraordinary status.
Or rather, her once extraordinary status.
The middle-aged man, referred to as 'milord' by the noble lady, saw her approaching yet buried his head and sighed, seemingly ashamed to face her.
The noble lady was aware of her husband's mindset and simply sat silently by his side, keeping him company.
After a long while, the middle-aged man spoke gloomily, "In a moment, you, Zhou, and Yongsi should go ahead. I will follow shortly."