The Hornscale Horses were far faster than ordinary horses, and Xu Tianzhao's Soul Tool carriage quickly vanished without a trace.
But Ye An was in no hurry. He continued along the official road at the same pace as before.
The remaining distance was no longer far, so before long, Ye An and Zhang Lexuan arrived at the city gates.
The moment he approached, Ye An noticed Xu Tianzhao's Soul Tool carriage—those four Hornscale Horses were proof enough.
Although many nobles in the Sun Moon Empire had bought Hornscale Horses, his were truly priceless and impossible to find on the market. The four horses had practically grown up together, their minds in perfect sync, allowing them to cooperate and greatly enhance his defensive capabilities. They also possessed cultivation close to a thousand years, making them impossible for Ye An to overlook.
Yet what interested Ye An even more was the figure standing not far from Xu Tianzhao.
The man had a broad build, wide and upright shoulders, and appeared slightly younger than Zhang Lexuan. His facial features were hard and sharply defined. His skin was somewhat dark, but not black; it had the healthy color of wheat. His brows and eyes were particularly keen, his black eyes deep. Though his face maintained gentle lines, Ye An could clearly see the coldness in his gaze.
Judging by his appearance... he bore a seventy to eighty percent resemblance to Xu Tianzhao, who stood facing him.
So this was Xu Tianran, the Sun Moon Empire's crown prince before he became crippled?
Ye An frowned, his mind instinctively beginning to weigh the situation.
Xu Tianzhao was most likely the one who would assassinate Xu Tianran and leave him crippled. Xu Tianzhao's actions just now had also seemed like a signal of recruitment.
This made Ye