Lu Zhou leaped onto Whitzard.
Whitzard raised its head and let out a long cry.
Lu Zhou raised his right hand and slowly placed it on Whitzard's back. "Don't worry, I'll treat all of you as I always have."
Whitzard bleated before it rose into the air swiftly and steadily.
As expected of his first mount, its flight was very stable.
Swoosh!
At this moment, Di Jiang flew forward at lightning speed.
Whitzard. "???"
Lu Zhou was not in a hurry. Instead, he stood with his hands on his back and looked at the snowy mountains and scenery around him.
...
On the 81st floor of the White Tower Council.
A female attendant in blue led Lu Zhou and Si Wuya through a corridor before they arrived in front of a hall. According to the female attendant, Lan Xihe was unwell; that was why she was not receiving guests on the 72nd floor.
