"Phew—" As the coachman's voice sounded, the carriage stopped steadily at the entrance of Oriole Village.
"Miss, we've arrived at Oriole Village," the coachman said to the girl in the carriage.
Shen Yaowei, who was sleeping soundly against the car, opened her eyes in a daze and opened the curtains to take a look at the scenery outside.
What entered her sight was a dead tree. Beside the dead tree was a stone tablet with a few words on it: Oriole Village.
Shen Yaowei instantly perked up and quickly got out of the carriage. Then, she took out two golden leaves from her arms and handed them to the coachman. She smiled sweetly and said, "Thank you for sending me here."
