With Yun Lu in tow, Zhou Donghuang rode the golden-crowned eagle, Little Gold, from the Valley of the Medicine Masters toward the capital of the Shenguang Empire.
Originally, he had planned to bring Big Gold along; after all, Big Gold had been to the Shenguang Empire many times and knew the road inside and out. But Little Gold kept persisting and insisted that he wanted to go, and he kept saying that the Young Master was playing favorites. Despite Little Gold never having left the remote hinterland of the Sixteen Countries of the East Valley, Zhou Donghuang allowed it.
Moreover, Little Gold's martial ability and speed had surpassed Big Gold's.
"Young Master, I heard Big Gold say… the Shenguang capital is bigger than ten cities in the Valley of the Medicine Masters?"
"Big brother, do the people of the Shenguang Empire look like we do in Sixteen Countries of the East Valley?
