Clip-clop, clip-clop!!
A swift sound of hooves echoed from the direction of the mountain path bend, not far away.
Suddenly, a contingent of two to three hundred riders burst forth like a whirlwind to the open space at the mountain's base.
Xiao Qiushui, wearing a Martial Arts attire, his red cloak gradually drooping in the wind, pulled the reins to stop, looking towards the group descending the slope. His gaze landed on Jiang Dali, who was being crowded by the people, and he hurriedly dismounted, laughing loudly, took three steps forward, and clasped his fists excitedly, "Subordinate Xiao Qiushui, greets Champion King!"
Behind him, several hundred cavalry also dismounted in unison, dropping to one knee and resting their swords as they respectfully called out like thunder.
"We greet Champion King!!"
"Hahaha, Xiao Qiushui, it's been some time since I last saw you. You've become quite courteous, making such a grand gesture just to see me!"
