The two steeds raced out of the city gates, quickly disappearing from everyone's sight. Some townsfolk nearly got knocked over as they entered the city, tumbling to the ground, spilling the mountain goods they were carrying everywhere.
"Rushing like that, they're off to..." The townsfolk were about to curse them, but a Silver Shells flew into his arms.
The townsfolk was stunned for a moment, quickly grabbed it, and bit it to confirm it was Silver. He couldn't help but break into a grin, then furtively pocketed the Silver like a thief.
The two steeds then galloped merrily down the official road. The woman on the white horse wore simple riding attire, her Black Hair tied into a ponytail. Her one hand firmly held the reins, while the other whipped the horse.
"Hah." Wufu urged the horse to run faster, turned to look at the person beside her, and smiled brightly, "The loser has to do something for the winner."
