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"Then I shall trouble you!"
Qin Niu, upon hearing that the Rat City officials had arranged a special residence for them, gladly agreed.
It was now so late, and they were strangers in a strange land, uncertain if they could even find an inn.
The three men followed the lead of the soldiers to the posthouse.
Besides being used for carrying messages, the posthouse also served another purpose, which was to receive officials on public business.
Qin Niu sat atop the shaft of the carriage, acting as the coachman, while the guide, a soldier, rode a strange horse with a row of spines along its neck. This horse, with hair black as satin and a body larger than that of an ordinary steed, stood at least two and a half meters tall.
Its limbs were stocky, and longer hair could be seen circling above the location of its hooves.
Overall, it looked very impressive and magnificently powerful.
"Don't you have a curfew here? I see that it's still very lively at night!"
