The grand carriage, pulled by four strong horses, sped like mad down the road ahead.
Yet, the coachman was still not satisfied, anxiously whipping the horses' haunches continuously.
Li Huowang rested his arm on the carriage window, gazing at the verdant sea of trees outside.
"We're not far from Niuxin Mountain now. I wonder how they're doing. But with Bai Lingmiao's Second God and Gao Zhijian there, ordinary bandits shouldn't be able to harm them," he thought.
Suddenly, Li Huowang felt a gaze shooting from the forest, but when he turned his head to look, he found nothing.
"Ahem—Since we're about to arrive, I might as well make things clear to you about the mission's regulations," he said.
The eunuch's voice pulled Li Huowang's thoughts back as he turned to look at the old eunuch, who sat holding the Rotten Wood Ruyi as if it were a skinny cat.
