"Just step over it," Song Ting ordered calmly.
However, the driver was willing, but the horse was not. After all, that scimitar gleamed bright there, causing even a mere animal to tremble involuntarily.
No matter how the driver whipped, the horse neighed twice but stubbornly refused to move forward.
In a helpless tone, the driver said, "Master, the horse seems frightened and won't go!"
"Hahahahaha..." The leader of the bandits laughed wildly, "Who would've thought, this animal has more sense than humans."
"Ah Ting, your good things with the Lady are close at hand, don't let this end in bloodshed."
Just as Song Ting was about to act, Mu Jian's indifferent voice came across, his gaze fixed on the group of bandits laughing wildly as he furrowed his brows and said displeasedly, "We don't have the person painted in the picture here."
