found Mr.逍遙's attitude rather peculiar; it seemed like he was not at all concerned about the situation, as if he did not care about his boss."Halt what, let them continue, as long as no deaths are inv..."You can do it, just talk to Black Snow and get her support for us," Prince Li Cheng said. Now, who in the demonic sect doesn't know that this kid is very important to Black Snow Even if you ask her to die, she would be willing.

It's also not known whether or not it was your good fortune to meet a woman like Black Snow, who believes in fate. It turned out that by chance, you became her other half. You should thank the astrologer for this.

"Black Snow I don't know her very well," Xiao Yao said, which made Prince Li Cheng feel an urge to hit him. However, he ultimately held back.

Right now, Black Snow is extremely powerful. If she finds out that you treated Xiao Yao disrespectfully, the consequences would be serious; at least it would make it impossible for her to support you.

At the same time, Xiao Yao himself has formidable strength and should not be easily offended. Otherwise, if anything happens in the future, he won't feel comfortable opening his mouth.

"You don’t know each other well, but you can still talk. We couldn’t even get to talking," Prince Li Cheng said. This was an undeniable fact; Black Snow doesn’t chat with just anyone. Apart from official matters, few people could have a casual conversation with her.

"Your Highness Prince, are you going to keep on about this I’ll take my leave now as I need to buy me some riding beast," Xiao Yao didn't want to continue the topic and prepared to bid farewell and leave.

"Oh, okay then. Just make sure to talk to Black Snow when you meet her! By the way, what kind of mount do you plan on buying" Prince Li Cheng also didn’t continue further; after all, he had achieved his goal anyway. Continuing would only have a negative effect.

"As long as it’s fast, I’ll take anything. Of course, it can't be too delicate and expensive, or I won't be able to afford her," Xiao Yao replied.

"I happen to have an excellent thousand-mile horse here. Would you like me to give it to you" Prince Li Cheng said. It was best if he gave something to Xiao Yao as it could better strengthen their relationship.

Xiao Yao wasn’t interested in drawing closer with this person, especially under these circumstances. If someone else were in his position, they might feel a burden for accepting other people’s things and would refuse them out of concern that they’d need to repay the favor later on.

However, Xiao Yao didn't do any such thing; he accepted it very naturally.

"Alright, thank you!"

If someone offered him something, why wouldn’t he accept it It was his own free choice to give me this gift, not because I asked for it. What’s there to feel a burden about

That said, Xiao Yao got a thousand-mile horse for free and left Qingyun City on horseback very quickly, heading towards the small village in Eastern Europe.

Although Fang Chunxue died in Beimeng City, she was picked up from the small village. This was crucial!

"What the hell does this mean!"

Xiao Yao arrived at the small village; after calculating according to the map, he easily deduced its location. When he reached there though, he found that it had been burned down and nothing remained.

This isn’t how you play with fate!!

"This seems to have happened about ten days ago. From what I can see here, this place should have been looted by a group of bandits and then cleaned up by someone else,"

Even if it had been burned down, Xiao Yao would still look for clues; he hoped to find something useful from the evidence. Judging from various clues, this looked like a case where bandits plundered the village and later officials came to clean up the scene.

The time between looting and cleanup was significant: the looting happened about ten days ago while the cleanup took place only a few days back. The gap seemed indicative of the government's response time.

Of course, he didn't need to calculate this; there was an announcement at the village entrance from Eastern Europe’s Donghai City officials stating that the small village had been looted and anyone looking for people or seeking to report something should go to the Donghai City yamen.

If it’s like this then, I’ll head over to Donghai City. Anyway, there are clues to be found there,

Donghai City was only about a hundred miles away from here; with his thousand-mile horse, he wouldn't even need half an hour if he went at full speed, and the road leading to it was wide enough for swift travel.

"Whoa…"

Xiao Yao reined in his galloping steed because there was a convoy ahead of him taking up the entire road. Behind them were some travelers following along slowly.

This convoy looked luxurious and extremely domineering, occupying the whole road; it must belong to a powerful figure who's quite tyrannical.

Xiao Yao followed behind for a while before deciding it was too slow going and prepared to skirt around them. Although there was only one route, the roadside terrain was very flat, making it easy for his horse to pass by.

At the same time, in order to avoid trouble, Xiao Yao deliberately kept far from the road as he went around!

He didn't expect that trouble would actually come looking for him…

"Hey kid up ahead, stop!" someone shouted from behind the convoy; clearly, they were unhappy about him skirting around them and getting in front.

They felt that nobody could walk ahead of them, especially not some insignificant-looking little person.

This is sheer humiliation, isn't it

"..." Xianyao frowned. The people following behind were persistent enough to cause trouble even under such circumstances. It seemed the only thing he could do now was—

“Cluck!”

With a flick of his whip, he urged his horse to gallop faster. Since there wasn’t anyone in front blocking the way, he let his horse run at top speed and left those following behind far behind.

To stop How could this be possible Such people didn't even deserve a second glance— the more they were paid attention to, the worse things would get. Therefore, it was best just to leave immediately.

"..."

Xianyao left without saying anything, leaving everyone following behind stunned and unable to react for quite some time.

"Damn it! This kid is really bold!"

"Really interesting…"

...

"Master, this... "

Amidst everyone's exclamations, a handsome youth appeared in the carriage convoy. He looked like an elegant and refined young nobleman, but also carried himself with arrogance.

This young nobleman was the leader of the convoy; he was a wastrel who always held himself high above others in this Eastern European Kingdom, so such actions were nothing out of the ordinary for him.

Here, he had deep roots and could act as he pleased. At least within the Eastern European Kingdom, no one would dare to cross him. As for outsiders with formidable strength, perhaps he might have thought about them before, but over the years, he hadn't encountered any such individuals, so there was no need to consider this possibility anymore.

Sometimes people are like that—they don’t know there’s a sky beyond their own and people stronger than themselves, but once they haven’t encountered anyone stronger, they believe they’re invincible. They stop worrying about others.

Because of this, when they do encounter someone who challenges them, they don't repent; they still think they're the strongest, that no one dares to touch them. In reality, it’s only regrettable for them in such situations.

At this moment, the young nobleman wasn’t afraid of anything and shouted at his subordinates: “What ‘this’ Capture that person for me! I want to know who dares walk ahead of my carriage.”

The young nobleman was very unhappy because someone walked in front of him. That’s why there were so many people trailing behind, not even thinking about surpassing him—even if they had urgent matters at hand, none would have any intention of overtaking, knowing that it would only earn them the young nobleman's resentment and possible retaliation.

This wasn’t something they could bear. As common folk, all they wanted was a peaceful life without clashing with these nobles. Even when walking down the street, they’d make way for these powerful figures out of fear.

When witnessing Xianyao’s actions, their faces were filled with rich emotions— seeing something impossible yet yearning for it to happen.

The things they dared not do didn’t mean they didn't want to; often the things they feared doing most were exactly what they desired the most.

However, even if they wished someone else would do it, they wouldn’t offer support. At best, they’d pray for others to escape, since these people couldn’t be provoked.

The thing that pleased them the most was that because of Xianyao’s actions, the young nobleman’s convoy sped up considerably, allowing them to reach their destination faster.

"Pursue! Chase after him!"

Eight people on eight fast horses were chasing after Xianyao. In their minds, Xianyao should be quickly overtaken since these horses weren’t ordinary—they were the fastest in this Eastern European Kingdom.

In this kingdom, possessing such swift steeds naturally proved the young nobleman's status was no simple matter, but it only held true within this realm. When it came to fast horses or people, things changed beyond its borders!

These eight horses didn’t catch up with Xianyao as expected; instead, they maintained a certain distance between them. Initially, the pursuers attributed their lagging behind to having started late and thought they could eventually overtake him given enough time.

However, the passage of time proved that they couldn't catch up—the gap remained unchanged no matter how much they accelerated; Xianyao’s horse would match their speed accordingly.

In the end, as their horses reached their maximum capacity, Xianyao's kept accelerating while maintaining a controlled pace. Clearly, he didn’t want his horse to be overworked, which could harm its stamina—something most wouldn't do unless absolutely necessary.

It was evident that being pursued didn't bother him at all; this realization infuriated the pursuers even more. They were used to bullying others for fun, but now they felt as though they had been played by someone else.

Of course, this was merely their own feeling. Xianyao wasn’t bothered with such matters—he didn't have time or interest in dealing with these people who were just irrelevant passersby to him. Even if the passersby were rather overbearing, they were still just passersby.f these events transforms it into something that happens once in ten thousand years."This young master, this sword was the one I had my eye on first!" A young girl looked at逍遙 and gave him a surprised...