Late in the morning.
Two carriages slowly left Guangning City.
Shen Residence.
Blue smoke curled around Shen Wenyuan in the Study, making his face appear somewhat indistinct.
"Marquis, Patrol Envoy Jiang has left the city!"
"I know!" Shen Wenyuan nodded.
Elsewhere.
Ye Mansion.
Knock, knock, knock—
Someone knocked on the door.
"What is it?" a faint voice came from inside.
"Master, Patrol Envoy Jiang has left the city!"
"I know! Withdraw the people stationed at the City Gate!"
"Yes, Master!"
Outside the city.
Wang Qingtan and Luyi were in the same carriage compartment.
The carriage they were riding in had also carried Wang Qingtan all the way from Dongling City to Guangning City.
The precious horse knew the way and had already developed Spiritual Nature. It needed no coachman and could follow the Official Road on its own.
In the other carriage.
Two White Snow Crimson Flame Steeds were pulling it—White Snow Crimson Flame Steeds whose strength Jiang Ning had repeatedly enhanced.
Now, if these two Precious Horses encountered ordinary bandits, Jiang Ning would not even need to make a move.
The two White Snow Crimson Flame Steeds could kick one to death each.
With strength comparable to Martial Dao Rank 7, they were death gods harvesting lives in the eyes of ordinary bandits.
Those who possessed Martial Dao Rank 7 strength rarely chose to become outlaws.
Even if they had committed murder, as long as they were willing to bow their heads, a benefactor would help settle the matter.
Only the great thieves who rampaged across the land, or the wild heroes who gathered in the mountains and forests and dominated their territory, were different.
They genuinely enjoyed this unfettered, free-and-easy life.
Sitting inside the carriage.
A flash of Spiritual Light passed over Jiang Ning, and the