Ximen Qingfeng's voice disappeared into the wind, and the wind blew away the sand on the ground. The originally blue sky had turned somewhat dusty and yellow. The sand caught the riders in the face, choking them.

After Xi Men Qing said his goodbyes to them, he turned around and mounted his horse. The sound of armor colliding together could be heard as the wind blew past the flag. Gradually, they disappeared into the distance …

Everyone's eyes were focused on this army, a slowly rising hero. Only when the sound and the flag in the armor disappeared did they solemnly withdraw their gazes.

War was inevitable, they knew.

Mo Gu Han's body instantly became much emptier. The place where he had been attacked earlier was left with only his horse and a few guards. The horse gave two long whistles in the wind and scratched its front hooves.

He did not know if he had made the right decision, but Mo Gu Han suddenly had this thought. He thought about the gaze Xi Men Qingfeng's family had given him just now. It was so calm that it seemed to ripple in his heart.

Mo Gu Han stood in the wind for a while, then mounted his horse and returned to the Imperial Palace.

The emperor sending off every soldier that was about to set sail was an immutable law throughout history. Mo Gonghan was no exception. He still had a bunch of memorials after he returned home.

A man in black was riding a black coloured horse. The horse was moving forward at a normal speed since it was still morning. There weren't many pedestrians on the road yet, so the streets were quite spacious.

Mo Gu Han listened, and his mood improved a little. Suddenly, he had the urge to pay a visit to the place where the zither music came from, but there were still a lot of things he had to do in the palace that needed to be resolved before he could do them.

The horse slowed down. Listening to the zither, the horse seemed to be infected by the zither as it slowly moved forward.

Suddenly, Mo Gu Han felt a blue flash before his eyes, and the horse raised its front hooves, trying to get Mo Gu Han off the horse's back.

Mo Gu Han reacted quickly and jumped from the horse's back. The horse was screaming in fright. Seeing that its back was light, it wanted to run forward with its hooves extended, but was stopped by the guard accompanying it. The horse trembled uneasily at where it was before obediently staying still.

"My lord, be careful of the danger."

Mo Gu Han walked forward doubtfully. He wanted to see what had happened to the horse, and what had broken the previous tranquility. If he knew what kind of crazy or other things the horse had, he would definitely make the breeder pay.

Mo Gu Han ignored the guards and continued walking. However, he did not notice anything. The horse's eyes no longer showed any signs of wildness. He was just like how he was at the start.

Only then did he recall the blue voice that flashed in front of him before the horse's hooves. It was only for a second, but it was enough for Mo Gu Han to see clearly.

He was slightly annoyed. He had heard of the Dreamscape Pavilion before. A little young master that came from the dream space knew what was going on just by thinking about it. He dared to behave atrociously in front of her and even frightened the horses. Could it be that his investigation in the Imperial City last time was not strict enough? How dare those officials give them money to spend?