CLIP-CLOP, CLIP-CLOP. The black donkey's hooves clattered on the hard road, producing a crisp, continuous sound.
The panicked group jogged to keep up with the donkey cart. As they went, they kept glancing back, as if afraid of being pursued.
"Brother Li, why are we in such a hurry to leave the city?" Dog Wa asked, wiping sweat from his brow.
"Zhengde Temple has operated in this bustling area for so long and remained this crowded. You tell me why we have to leave?" Li Huowang's face was ominously grim.
Hearing Li Huowang's rhetorical question, Xiao Man, whose body was covered in black fur, spoke up. "The fact that Zhengde Temple can coexist peacefully with the Imperial Palace in the same city for so long says everything. It doesn't matter if the rulers of the Capital City are in cahoots with them or have been infiltrated. Either way, we can't trust the Government Office here."
