Miao Yi then looked towards Yan Xiu, “Yan Xiu, lead the others and keep watch over the abode of Immortals!”
“Yes!” Yan Xiu received his orders with cupped fists.
Miao Yi descended from his high seat, and walked out in great strides; Zheng Jinlong and the rest of the five-man team quickly followed behind.
Upon hearing the summoning whistle, Charcoal also dashed forth from inside and was prancing about, as it had been a long time since it had gone outside.
Miao Yi turned and ascended his mount, Charcoal carried him and dashed down the steps like a ferocious tiger, galloping down the snowy path.
Zheng Jinlong and the group carried their weapons whilst riding their dragon steeds, quickly following the cloak that was continuously shifting between black and white; the party rapidly left.
Yan Xiu casted a glance at Qian’Er and Xue’Er, who had been looking on from the entrance, then he turned around and ordered the others to clean up the annual gifts at the square….
