In a post station fifty li north of Shu State Prefecture City.
At midnight, the dark clouds scattered.
Moonlight spilled down, and the rain-washed lands of Shu State were surprisingly bright in the dark of night.
Especially for Martial Artists, seeing in the dark was not difficult.
Dressed in green with her long hair tied back, Shen Huatang sat perched atop a tree, clutching her long sword, Song Yue, as she overlooked the entire post station.
Although they were only two li from the Chishui River, with a City Guard camp just beyond, there was no guarantee some reckless bandits wouldn't try their luck.
After all, forty carriages were parked outside the station, circled in layer upon layer and covering nearly half an acre.
Shen Huatang had every reason to be cautious.
In fact, she wasn't the only one standing watch. The Xuanwei Escort Agency, responsible for this shipment of medicinal herbs, also had a team of eight men scattered around the perimeter.
