บท 118: Honeymoon

Chapter 118 – Honeymoon

The queue advanced as slow as a snail. It took half a day before Xu Miao and everyone could get their turn.

Like before, the group was stopped by the checkpoint's gate guards. But this time, every soldier's strength here was 4th-stage. If things went south, it would be the end of their journey.

"Identification?" The gate captain looked at the old man, who was sitting on a wooden palanquin.

Jia Shan smiled at the guard, "Jia Gong."

"Where are you from?"

"Yeet City."

"Isn't it from the far north? What are you doing here?"

"I escorted my grandchild to take part in the Mountain Goose Sect's annual examination. Well, he died," Jia Shan's eyes saddened as he sighed.

The gate guard's expression got softer, "The path of cultivation is harsh. At least he found peace before he gets to know the cruel world."

"Thank you, sir."