Clip clop...
The sound of hooves struck the stone brick floor, mixed with the grinding noise of the wheels. The entire carriage moved like a ghost, shuttling through the morning mist.
Zhao Douan was surprised as he peeked through the flickering curtain on one side, watching the carriage speeding through Yongjia City. Yet, the early morning pedestrians seemed oblivious to the vehicle.
Before long, the carriage reached the city gates, and without needing him to show identification, it passed straight through the thick city wall like a ghost, appearing outside.
Once outside the city, the "unicorn" became even more rampant, its four hooves almost levitating, and the wheels seemed to lift off the ground.
Zhao Douan felt as if he were riding on a "Ghost Train," traversing the mountains and forests ahead with ease, the trees flying backward outside the window.
"Is this carriage also a Suppressing Object?" Zhao Douan withdrew his gaze, turning towards Yu Xiu beside him.
