What sped past Zhang Xiaohua was a rather luxurious carriage, only slightly inferior to the kind Ou Yan had ridden in before. One glance showed that it belonged to someone of status.
Eight guards in tight-fitting outfits rode around it, front, back, left, and right, each on a fine horse of a different color. Every one of those steeds was extraordinarily magnificent, and their display outshone Zhang Xiaohua's by a hundredfold.
The carriage was moving quickly, but Four Unlike beneath Zhang Xiaohua was not much slower. Thus, seated on Four Unlike, Zhang Xiaohua could still see very clearly. A small corner of the carriage curtain was lifted, and a round, childlike face poked out from within, smiling as it looked over. Suddenly, another corner of the window was lifted, revealing a pair of eyes black as lacquer. Those eyes looked at the ugly Four Unlike beneath Zhang Xiaohua and were likewise filled with surprise.
Then a soft, waxy voice rang out, gentle yet as pleasing as pearls falling onto a jade platter. "Oh my, it really is an adult Four Unlike. Though both its horns have been cut off, it is still remarkably precious. Xiao Juzi, the young man riding this Four Unlike must be no ordinary person. Keep your voice down and do not disturb him."
"Oh, really?" As she spoke, Zhang Xiaohua heard her voice become muffled. Thinking it over, was she not covering her mouth with her hand as she spoke? She really had taken him for some extraordinary person.
Another voice spoke softly. "Miss, I think this young man looks just like Ma San'er, who grows vegetables for our household. He merely looks more spirited. Why do you say he is an extraordinary person?"
"Xiao Juzi, haven't I always told you that one must not judge