章 149: Chapter 134: The White Robe

Zhao Rong stopped leaning forward.

"What's wrong, Miss Lu Wan?"

"Young Master Zhao, there are too many carriages ahead, and... there are many immortals from the mountains, oh, that's right, today is the Daoist ceremony at You Mountain, let's stop for a while."

Zhao Rong furrowed his brow and lifted the curtain.

The carriage was travelling at the base of You Mountain, to the east of the city, on a nearby large street.

When Zhao Rong opened the window, it faced directly towards You Mountain.

At this time, it was the month of late autumn, still retaining the heat from the recent midsummer.

The curtain was blown by the strong wind, which was the sea breeze from the nearby North Sea.

He looked out through the small window.

The pale yellow sunlight of noon penetrated the vast sea of clouds, spreading over You Mountain, adorned with flowery clothes.

The mountain was a sea of vermillion red.

Under the great sun, the colors still shone brightly.