The antique-styled small town, under the blushing sunset, seemed to turn into a tranquil painting, pleasing to the eye and soothing to the spirit at a glance.
A large carriage drawn by five tall horses entered the town, causing a stir...
"My God! What a huge carriage!"
"I wonder who the dignitary from somewhere else might be."
The residents were stopped in their tracks, having never seen such an extravagant carriage, they gathered around to watch.
"Master, we are in town."
The middle-aged coachman turned slightly to inform the passengers inside the carriage.
A languid voice echoed from within the carriage, as if just roused from sleep, "Mhm. Find an inn to rest for the night; we will set off early tomorrow."
"Yes, sir," The middle-aged coachman respectfully nodded.
The individuals inside the carriage were none other than Wyatt Barnes and his entourage. It had been a full three months since they left Aurora City...
