After arranging dinner for the others, Ang did not return to his room to rest. Instead, he walked out of the inn. Tan'anster City looked especially prosperous beneath the night sky. Streetlamps cast a warm glow, pedestrians still came and went along the streets, and the lights spilling from taverns and shops lent a touch of warmth, keeping the city alive even at night.
Several carriages stood outside the inn. The drivers were either leaning back in their seats with their eyes closed or chatting quietly in small groups. Ang casually picked one and climbed aboard.
"My lord, where would you like to go?" The driver was an old man in his fifties, his face weathered by the years as he asked respectfully.
Ang pondered for a moment before saying, "The First Warrior Academy."
The driver was visibly taken aback by the destination. He hesitated before saying, "My lord, the First Warrior Academy is quite far from here. You see..."
Following the driver's gaze, Ang looked at the sky. It was already completely dark. Clearly, the driver was worried that the journey would be long and the return would be late. Ang smiled, flicking his hand and accurately tossing a magic crystal toward him.
The driver caught it quickly. Feeling the faint magical fluctuations radiating from the crystal, delight immediately flashed in his eyes. He carefully put the crystal away and hurriedly nodded. "My lord, I am at your service whenever you need me!"
With that, he snapped the reins, and the carriage immediately set off into the night, racing toward the First Warrior Academy.
The carriage traveled along Tan'anster's cobbled streets, its wheels rolling over the ancient pavement with a steady clip-clop. Though the carriage was lined with thick animal-hide cushions, they could not completely eliminate the bumps of