Recap: On the twenty-ninth day of mid-autumn (September 18th), the scorching sun beat down on the border trade route where yellow sands danced across the sky and the distant horizon was warped by shimmering heat like an abstract painting.
This border area where the Great Xia Kingdom meets the Western Regions had always been a vital artery for trade, yet today it was suffused with an unusual atmosphere.
Recalling that scene earlier at the Spirit Rice trading market, Li Rufun could not help but laugh in spite of himself.
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