Early the next morning, Ren Baqian went out to join Tong Zhenye. In addition, the Overseer of Military Arms Feng Hou, and the Junior Overseer of Military Arms Zhe Hongbo accompanied them on this expedition as well. The group of people, along with the imperial bodyguards, majestically headed straight to the outskirts of the east gate.
Ren Baqian rode on a fork-horned cow, which was the most commonly seen mount in the plains of Dayao. He was in the midst of the crowd and from time to time, the fork-horned cow would twist its buttocks as if there were nails on the ground. It was really uncomfortable to ride on this thing and was inferior compared to the mountain-gazing bird.
But, it required a lot of courage for one to ride a mountain-gazing bird in a crowd. Let's not talk about the Déjà vu of sneaking in an Alto among a fleet of BMWs. The faint but nose-assailing stench that would infiltrate one's nose was enough to push the majority of the people far away.
