Gu Qing could easily have taken his two wives back by sword, which would have been much faster. But returning to his homeland after so many years, he wanted to enjoy the mountains and waters along the way.
Of course, it might also have had something to do with the trepidation of nearing home.
So now he needed a carriage.
Having received word in advance, everyone in the Gu Household, from the clan chief to a baby not yet two months old, waited for him on the shore.
The Gu Household remained one of the great lineages of Southern Heaven. Judging by Divine End Peak's current standing in the Green Mountain Sect, that prosperity looked set to last at least another thousand years.
At the sight of Gu Qing, tens of thousands knelt like a tide, yet without a sound. It was a magnificent spectacle.
The carriage behind the crowd stood out even more.
Gu Qing waved a hand without saying anything and boarded the carriage with his two wives.
The carriage roof had an opening inset with an exceedingly precious crystal, and its windows were very large. As for the materials of its body and the breed of horses drawing it, those went without saying.
The interior was spacious, with two soft couches facing each other. An expensive carpet covered the floor, fine wine and clear tea stood on the low table, and assorted snacks were stored inside it.
Zhen Tao had cultivated at the Water-Moon Convent since childhood, then drifted across the seas for several hundred years. Her life had been free and beautiful, but she had never experienced such worldly splendor and could not help feeling surprised.
Empress Dowager Hu had lived in the imperial palace for a long time and seen every worldly luxury, yet even