Some would say they got lucky; they managed to encounter the legendary Daoist Fan Wu and very likely shared a conversation with him.
You know, even I, the Chief Flag Officer of the Astral Inquisition, haven't met the man!
At this thought...
I actually felt a hint of envy!
...
Meanwhile.
On a rather spacious official road within the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Liu Feng could only squeeze into the same carriage with Xing Fengzi, but thankfully, the carriages from the Imperial Palace were quite spacious. The carriage Xing Fengzi drove could actually comfortably seat three or four people, without any issue.
Now, with just two people crammed in, it was still easy, without any feeling of congestion, and even seeming rather roomy inside.
Sitting in the carriage, Liu Feng occasionally turned back to look behind him.
It wasn't Yun Jiuqing that he was looking at.
But rather, the coffin with two wheels that was being pulled behind Yun Jiuqing's carriage.
He wasn't quite sure what it was.
