The boat docked in the northern part of the Canglan River.

When Xia Zhi walked up the shore holding Huangfu Qiushui, the vast row of convoys had been quietly waiting for a long time in the middle of the wind and rain.

Xia Zhi did not say anything more, her steps were gentle as she walked into the Rolls Royce in the center of the fleet, she leaned on the soft seat back and was silent for a long time before she whispered, "Drive."

The convoy started slowly.

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