Fu Yuqing's mount was a Dragon Scaled Steed, which in grade was merely comparable to Zheng Jingren's Fierce Dragon-scaled Donkey; by no means was it a fit for someone of Fu Yuqing's stature.
But now, under Fu Yuqing's control, this Dragon Scaled Steed was running desperately, with Fu Yuqing showing no intent to spare the horse's strength.
It was not because the horse was snatched by her, but because she had to reach the Capital City before Zheng Ming to save his family members.
"Cough, cough, cough!" A soft coughing sound emanated from Fu Yuqing. She took a handkerchief from her sleeve and gently covered her mouth with it. In an instant, the snow-white handkerchief was flecked with a streak of red.
This was blood, Fu Yuqing's own blood. Although she had exploited Yan Yunzhuo's power to send herself away, as a Grandmaster, Yan Yunzhuo's power was not so easily handled.
