The road made inside the woods that connect with the village was well constructed. However, it wasn't made like how the roads were made in cities. It was made by pressing soil instead of sand or cement or other things.
Lu Xuan didn't know how long he had been walking on this road that was leading to nowhere. Lord knew what came over to him when he took a wrong turn in a fit of anger.
But here he was. Alone and depressed.
Of course, he wasn't depressed because he fought with Song Xueyun again.
But because of getting lost when he should be keeping an eye on his sister.
However, his dumbass got lost in the wood, like how on this fucking earth?
Again, he began walking. This road was well carved. He could see it. This road must lead somewhere, right?
So, he walked and walked and walked but again reached nowhere.
At one point, he got tired and sat on the muddy ground and pondered for a while.
