"I need to verify some things!" After leaving Yangling, Yanyan took the reins of a war chariot and sped straight toward Chenfu.
The war chariot was one he had seized from the Lord of Yangling's Estate, and the road from Yangling to Chenfu was wide enough to support a chariot at a gallop.
The wind whistled past her ears, and the Lesser Master of Fate, her face somewhat pale, gripped the canopy pillar of the war chariot with a death-grip.
Chapter 33