C269 An Accident in the Qin Family

The night was dark and the wind was strong.

The desolate wind passed through the hazy moonlight, blowing up the remaining clouds in the night sky and sweeping up the dried leaves on the ground. The leaves gently dripped down, letting out a soft rustling sound.

The group of six traversed through the dense forest, stepping on the layers of fallen leaves as they headed towards the desolate town