Reading thousands of books is not as good as traveling thousands of miles.
After two days, Yan Fei and his group were finally about 1,800 miles away from Frozen Soil City. They were moving so slowly not because the car or the driver was bad, but because no one knew what would happen next on the journey.
They set off the morning before last, rested overnight, and encountered a big traffic jam not long after leaving the city the next morning, which took half a day before they could continue their journey.
To Yan Fei, nothing he saw along the way was particularly surprising. But for the other three, it was different, especially for little Yan Chao who found everything amazing. Lin Haihu wasn't much better; he felt like he was opening his eyes to the world for the first time, as if he had lived the previous decade of his life in vain...
