High noon, two horsemen riding side by side, one fat and one thin. The fat one is a middle-aged man with a pale complexion, and the slim one is a dark-skinned young man.
The horses they are riding are also very thin, and they trot very slowly.
The young man, wiping his sweat, couldn't help but ask, "Master, how far is it to Jingzhou City?"
The middle-aged man replied, "Almost there, another day's journey, and we'll arrive."
"Master, I still don't understand. What does the birthday of Jinghai Princess have to do with us? Why are we going so far to give her a gift?"
"You fool, she is Jinghai Princess, showing her favor would guarantee us a good life in the future."
"Our Jade Door Sect is in such a shambles, what can we give to curry favor with a princess? Don't think I don't know that you sold the property our sect had to scrape together travel expenses."
