"Hyah-!"
Clip-clop, clip-clop...
It was well past midnight, and most people were already sound asleep, but young gentlemen in splendid clothes still galloped through the Inner City streets on fine horses.
Xie Jinhuan stood atop the Golden Tower with one hand behind his back, surveying the city where he had lived for sixteen years. Only when he suddenly looked back did he realize that, on the Martial Dao, he could now travel thirty thousand miles of mountains and rivers without finding a worthy opponent. Only Ye Sheng remained above him.
As for the Goddess of War?
Heh~ she was his patron. She was supposed to ride on top of him anyway...
But where had she gone...?
Xie Jinhuan had searched every restaurant Coal Ball liked, along with Zisu's favorite bookshops and clothing stores. He had even checked the jewelry shops. He had encountered quite a few foreign beauties with breasts bigger than their heads, including some blond beauties, but had seen neither Sister Guo nor Zisu.
He certainly had no need to worry about their safety, but having found nothing, he could hardly slink back with his tail between his legs. After a little consideration, he could only look around.
"Wife?"
Ever since his Ghost Wife had acquired a real body, she appeared and vanished like a phantom, sometimes real and sometimes illusory. Even Xie Jinhuan could not tell whether she was nearby.
But while he had many wings, A Piao had eyes for him alone.
Unless she had something else to do, how could she possibly not be by his side?
As his call rang out, a mature, sultry voice came from behind him.
"Mm-hmm~"
Then a figure in a red dress came to his side, folding her arms as she surveyed the streets.
"We could have Wanyi use