A few young people pointed at the carriage.
"They are outsiders. Judging by their attire, they are either rich or noble. Ordinary families couldn't own this. And those two horses look like thoroughbreds. They must have a significant background to pull a carriage like that."
"How about inviting them for a cup of tea?"
"Let's not. They are all older; let's not bother them. Better be honest."
"What's the harm? Friends come from all corners of the world."
The carriage was stopped. They thought it was troublemakers, but it was an invitation. The emperor was happier now.
They gladly accepted the invitation, and the carriage stopped in front of a tea house called Qiong Pavilion. They didn't bother tying the horses to the hitching post; Dong Zhao and Dracaena automatically rested there.
They didn't need to worry about someone stealing the carriage; no one could take it away.
