The moon shone bright, while the stars were few.
It was nearing May.
The weather in Jiangnan had begun to carry waves of heat.
Yet it was evening now, and a faint cool breeze had already risen.
Within a dense forest, two swift horses darted through the trees like arrows.
"Whoa!"
The man in front reined in his horse and gazed ahead with profound eyes.
His straight hair cascaded over his shoulders and back like a waterfall, bright yellow and flowing.
Like stalks of wheat.
He flicked his immaculate white sleeve and said to the man behind him,
"Quanfu, let us rest here for the night. No matter how urgent our journey is, we must spare a thought for the horses beneath us."
The man behind him still looked somewhat youthful, but upon closer inspection, one's gaze would be deeply drawn to his bright phoenix eyes.
His features were sharply defined. His high ponytail was casually tied behind his head, with only a single lock of bangs hanging over his forehead.
These two were Zeng Anmin and Bai Ziqing, who had ridden south from the capital without pause.
After that day's court assembly ended,
before Zeng Anmin could seek out Bai Ziqing the next day, Bai Ziqing had already come to his residence and insisted on taking him south.
One was willing to fight, the other willing to take the blows; the two hit it off at once.
They found two swift horses and raced toward Two Rivers Prefecture.
By now, they had been traveling for four days.
Zeng Anmin rubbed his somewhat swollen temples.
Weariness showed on his face.
Even though his true strength lay at the Sixth Rank Void Comprehension Realm, his body was beginning to give out.
He looked southward and murmured,
"We are still over three