The train departed, moving forward on the tracks, a gray eagle, spreading its wings, hovered above the train,
The dense black smoke from the locomotive formed two streams, trailing behind.
The passengers inside the carriages dared not open the windows, not because they feared the black smoke would waft into the cabin and cover them with black soot, but because the smell of smoke would remind them of the hellish Xianhuo that burned in Mingjiang Prefecture...
The windows were tightly shut, and the scent of blood in the compartment couldn't dissipate. Everyone used handkerchiefs to cover their mouths and noses.
Pan Yongfu, covering his head, smashed by a stone, complained to his wives, "Damin really doesn't play by the rules, I sincerely wanted to take him away from Mingjiang Prefecture, but he repaid kindness with betrayal."
"You didn't save him, so if he resents you, it's justified."
