No less than thirty minutes later, the black and white horses galloped on the grass field toward the west. The white horse with a girl atop was leading the Yi Qing on the black horse.
The young man didn't utter a single question as he followed the young lady from the Black Sword Clan. But, he was cautious enough, looking for any sign of the enemy around them. It would be fine if he was alone, but since he was with Senja, he couldn't afford to make a mistake.
Two hours after the sun had set, finally they arrived in front of a hut. It was a small well- built hut, as if someone had been living there and took a good care of it.
Senja got off from the horse and tied the reins on the wooden fence, Yi Qing did the same and followed behind her toward the hut.
There was a light inside and men voices could be heard, however they stopped talking as Senja and Yi Qing were getting near, as though they knew their arrival.
