"Silver-haired, it must undoubtedly be the National Master Feng Wushang of Great Han. With so many carriages and even the National Master personally following, could it be that the Emperor of Great Han is also among these carriages?"
This person murmured to himself, watching as the carriages stopped by the roadside. Then several men dressed in sturdy attire came over, bought some tea from the shopkeeper, and returned to the convoy. The convoy then continued northward on its journey.
The further the convoy traveled, the more distant it became. In the distance, they could see the city gates ahead, with the two large words "Huo City" faintly visible atop the gate.
The convoy halted, someone carrying a token went forward to smooth things over, while someone at the back rode up to report to the National Master.
