Li Yuemin knew that once a horse was spooked, there was nothing he could do, no matter how hard he tried. Besides, this Ink Dragon Steed was notoriously wild; to fight it further would lead to unthinkable consequences. He had no choice but to flatten himself against the horse’s back and let it charge through forests, over mountains, across fields and ravines. The biting wind whipped past him, stinging his face raw. At first, he could still discern his direction in the dark, but as the night deepened, Li Yuemin lost all sense of where they were.
They must have run for a long time before the horse finally exhausted its strength and came to a halt in a deep ravine. Li Yuemin loosened his grip and sat up, his limbs aching as if they were falling apart. He scanned his surroundings by the moonlight, and as he looked, a sense of familiarity suddenly washed over him.
"Wait? Does this place look like Laoqing Gully?"
Chapter 57