Spitting Fire Daoist and the Dao Army soldiers under his command escorted Jiang Yan all the way to the town streets before stopping.
A group of passing Daoist boys, cowed by these high-ranking Daoists who each rode a spirit beast, had no choice but to stop by the roadside.
Among the crowd were Xiao Li and Li Yunshu.
Only after the incident with Li Shun had they learned that Desire Corpse Daoist already had his eye on them.
The Xiao Household had only one person in the seventh-rank realm at the Prefecture Academy, and that person was busy preparing for the Commandery Academy examinations. Where would he find the time to concern himself with them?
The two no longer enjoyed the splendor of their early days at the Dao Academy, though they were still better off than the poor wretches at the very bottom.
Xiao Li sat astride his spirit beast, casually responding to Li Yunshu beside him.
His eyes inadvertently swept toward the center of the crowd. Once he looked, he could not tear his gaze away, staring fixedly as though possessed.
His behavior startled Li Yunshu, and she hurriedly reached out to push his head down.
"Brother Li, have you gone mad? Be careful, or those important people will blame you!"
Li Yunshu whispered her complaints as she pushed his head down.
After so many days at the Prefecture Academy and some considerable setbacks, she was no longer as arrogant as before.
Xiao Li ignored her, muttering to himself.
"Jiang Yan. That's Jiang Yan!"
"What do you mean, Jiang Yan?"
At his words, Li Yunshu also raised her head to look ahead.
Now there was another pair of dumbstruck eyes.
Jiang Yan was riding an extraordinary, magnificent beast.
He landed under the protection of a group of Dao