By the Hengshui River, the sky was clear and the sun was bright. The Fox Demon stood with his hands clasped behind his back, looking refined and polite.
For some reason, the sight struck the members of the Escort Team as exceptionally splendid and almost dreamlike.
But when the Fox Demon spoke, no one dared to answer.
No matter how cultured and courteous he appeared, he was, after all, a Demon!
A creature that could speak human words was no ordinary Demon. Could one simply answer such a Demon's question?
On the Escort Team's side, the crowd remained silent for a long time. Even the usually reckless and naive Young Master Zhang stayed perfectly quiet among the others.
The atmosphere began to grow strange.
Within the Escort Team, the first to make a sound were not the people, but the horses pulling the carts.
