"Stop!"
From inside the carriage, Chen Yuan's voice suddenly rang out.
"yu"
Gongsun Yang immediately pulled on the reins, bringing the carriage to a halt.
The originally calm and relaxed eyes beneath the straw hat suddenly turned sharp, looking at the dense forest ahead and an empty mountain path.
He spoke simultaneously,
"Young master, what's wrong?"
At this moment, the mountain was silent; it was unknown when the birds and beasts within the forest had stopped making noise.
Suddenly, the carriage curtain was lifted, a gust of wind surged, sweeping up the fallen leaves on the road, and these leaves started to flash with golden light, shooting forward along the mountain path and disappearing at the bend several miles ahead.
Soon after, a muffled rumbling sound echoed from afar.
Then, the chaotic sound of hooves and the rumbling that was reminiscent of an earthquake resounded.
