The crowd quickly moved aside. Zhou Heng had no desire to stir up trouble either, so he pulled Black Donkey to one side. He was in no hurry to continue on his way; he wanted to see who was being so overbearing.
Four great horses came charging over, breathing flames. The foremost was especially majestic and enormous, its body a full two zhang long, covered in fiery-red mane that danced wildly with its gallop as though it were burning.
A young man in purple sat atop this horse. One glance was enough to tell that he was some spoiled dandy. He was somewhat plump, and even his rather handsome face could not conceal the lecherous gleam in his eyes as he constantly searched the crowd for prey.
The other three horses behind him were far inferior. Not only were they much smaller, but their coats were nowhere near as pure as the first horse's. Their riders were clearly servants, shouting nonstop for the people ahead to make way.
"Move aside! Move aside!"
"Today, Young Master Jin is going to Great Plains Martial Academy to report in. Can you afford to delay him?"
"Get the hell out of the way!"
The three of them shouted arrogantly, clearly nothing more than lackeys borrowing a fox's might from a tiger.
The first great horse had an especially foul temper. It rampaged all the way through, kicking anyone who failed to dodge aside flying. Yet because of the four men's domineering display, those who had been kicked only dared to rage in silence, forcibly swallowing their anger.
The purple-robed youth on horseback had no intention of stopping it. Instead, he burst into loud laughter, indulging the vicious horse beneath him as it continued to rampage about, throwing everything into chaos like chickens taking flight