"Whoa—"
With a clear neigh, the lavish carriage inlaid with gilded jade slowly came to a halt on a deserted bluestone-paved street.
Just then, the sharp clang of metal striking metal suddenly rang out from deep within the nearby alley.
Several dozen burly men in black surged out, Horse-Slaying Sabers gleaming coldly in their hands, and surrounded the carriage.
The bearded big man at their head had a face full of brute flesh. He slammed the flat of his blade against the carriage shaft, making even the curtains tremble. "Who are you people, daring to trespass here?"
"If you don't want to live, just say so!"
"Get the hell out of here right now!"
The guard driving the carriage abruptly yanked the reins, and the jujube-red horse reared high on its hind legs.
He wore a black iron helmet and chainmail, while the bronze beast head on the sword at his waist glinted coldly beneath the sunlight.
The guard's eyes widened sharply, the scar at the corner of his eye twisting with rage. "Damn it, are you blind?"
The guard-driver swiftly dismounted, his chainmail clinking crisply with the motion.
One hand pressed against the hilt of his sword, cold light seeping through his fingers. The killing aura radiating from him actually forced the surrounding men back half a step.
It was as though the ones trapped in an encirclement were not the people in the carriage, but these burly saber-wielding men.
"Who the fuck are you? I don't know you. I'd say you're tired of living, aren't you?"
"I think you're looking for—" The bearded big man at the front roared and raised his saber.
But before the word "death" could leave his mouth, his second-in-command suddenly seized his wrist with a death grip.
The man's face had gone white