Zhao Yuan saw Lin Wenxi.

At first, he only saw a shadow bending the waist. He thought that he had seen an illusion because he was excessive fatigue. Zhao Yuan tried his best to stop himself from being cheated by emotions. "Stay awake. I should stay awake." He thought. The shadow he saw got up and held a few clay pots in the hands. Zhao Yuan could even clearly see the crystal clear drops of sweat soaking into the tips of the shadow's brows. Perhaps, the master of the shadow was ...