Considering that he could still stand here with all limbs intact, and his strength has dramatically improved since the past, it was clearly not a bad thing.
And the experience of these seven days seemed to prove his suspicion: why would the Goddess of Misfortune care about a small figure like himself?
Summarized from countless past adventurers and merchants, with a more meticulous plan than Xia Nan, a clearly planned route, well-equipped guards and skilled drivers, meticulous and thorough supply preparations...
For seven days and nights, the caravan moved at a stable and unhurried pace along the trade route, without encountering any danger that could threaten the safety of the goods or personnel.
There had been attacks, of course; those green-skinned goblins distributed like cockroaches and mosquitoes in every corner of the world would not retreat far like the somewhat intelligent bandits in the forest upon realizing the configuration of the caravan.
