Judging by Atamu's expression, Li Yichen doubted he had taken any of it in.
Forget it. Let him think whatever he likes, as long as he doesn't think he's an angel reincarnated. He turned to Ouyang Hai and Atamu and said, "All right, let's go."
"All right." Filled with enthusiasm, Ouyang Hai and Atamu answered and swung onto their horses.
"Hyah!" All three urged their horses forward, immediately entering the mine and galloping toward the Kunlun Mountains.
Once the horses started running, Ouyang Hai and Atamu were astonished all over again.
Both had ridden horses before, but their mounts were not only incredibly steady and fast, they also made absolutely no sound.
"This is the best proof that these are divine steeds." Atamu's eyes filled with tears again. To think I, Atamu, would someday ride a divine steed. It's all thanks to my godly brother.
Li Yichen smiled. All they knew was that these horses ran like the wind without making a sound. They had no idea why.
If they paid attention to the horses' hooves, they would have found the answer.
Every time a hoof came down, it landed on black mist. In other words, the horses were not running at all. They were flying.
But Li Yichen had no intention of explaining it to them. He would let them make their own wild guesses.
By then, the rain had stopped without them noticing, and silver moonlight spilled over the earth.
Beneath that moonlight, three tall, jet-black horses swept across the mine like a gust of wind.
Just then, several dazzling beams of light swept toward them, followed by the throaty roar of off-road vehicles nearby.
"It's the patrol!" Atamu couldn't help shouting a warning.
"Yichen, what do we do?" Ouyang Hai shouted to Li Yichen as he urged