"Stop!"
"Hiss~~~~"
Accompanied by a hissing neigh, Sherri raised her front hooves high, while in front of her, two men dressed as merchants were startled and panicked.
"You, you, you, what are you doing? Who rides a horse like this?!"
The man was speaking in Azure, obviously a local from the Azure Duchy.
Since his childhood, Bailuo had been taught several major national languages by his uncle and was quite proficient in them.
"Is this the miracle?"
Bailuo sized up the two men in front of him, "Is it something on them?"
"No, that's not it."
Bailuo felt that it shouldn't be something on their person.
"Hmm?"
Suddenly, Bailuo's attention was drawn to something behind the merchants. There stood a small slave, dressed in tattered clothes, with disheveled hair and a dirty body, looking very frightened and shivering.
"It's him!"
Without hesitation, Bailuo stepped forward and grabbed the other's hand.
