The rest period was not long, roughly the time it takes to finish a cup of tea, when Wang Tianlin once again led the team forward.
Ling Feng clearly felt that the caravan's members seemed to become nervous. It was no wonder. Traveling from the Endless Forest, he had indeed encountered a fair number of demons, many of which were high-level, fourth-rank. For this caravan, encountering a demon with a high-level bloodline could almost immediately plunge them into a bitter struggle.
Never mind that they could reach Iron Wolf City in just one more day; at times like these, one could not afford to be careless.
"Xiao Feng, we don't have any other horses in the team, you and my daughter can share a carriage," Wang Tianlin hesitated for a moment before speaking softly.
