The crowd moved aside, and Zhou Heng, not wanting unnecessary trouble, pulled the black donkey to the side, not in a hurry to leave and curious to see who was so arrogant.
Four powerful horses spewing fiery breaths approached, led by the most majestic and towering beast. Its body measured two yards in length, covered with flame-red mane that whipped like burning flames as it ran.
A young man in purple sat on this horse, clearly a spoiled scion. His physique was somewhat plump, and despite having a reasonably handsome face, his lecherous eyes couldn't help but search the crowd for prey.
Behind him, the other three horses were noticeably inferior, not only smaller in stature but their colors were far less pure. The riders on them were clearly servants, shouting continuously to clear a path ahead.
"Move aside! Move aside!"
"Today is Young Master Jin's reporting day at Dayuan Martial Academy. If you delay him, can you afford the consequences?"
"Get out of the way!"
