The car stopped by the side of the highway; there was a fork in the road ahead, marked by a sign pointing in the direction of the Liu Family Village, followed by a large arrow. At the end of the fork, one could see the distant mountain range, majestic and continuous.
An Zhiyuan frowned, "Are you sure the Liu Family Village is in that direction?"
He noticed it was a mountain road.
Bai Xiao nodded, opened the car door, and began pulling her bags and parcels from the back.
"I'm certain, Instructor An, thank you for driving me here. You should go back now," she said.
To her surprise, An Zhiyuan got out of the car, locked the doors, and walked over to her. Without a word, he took the luggage from her hands. Dressed sharply, his imposing figure contrasted starkly with the lumpy bundles he now carried, creating a spectacle one could hardly bear to watch.