That is—
The group instinctively looked towards the direction of the wind, and Shang Ruyi also turned back amidst the thunderous noise, disheveled hair swirling before her eyes, which nonetheless presented a scene that left her astonished!
On the other side of the main road, a group of riders suddenly charged out!
Each of them was as burly as a mountain, but instead of their usual thick clothing, they wore rough, rugged garments hastily sewn from animal skins, their sharp cries piercing the air, soaring skyward!
It's the Turkic people!
Shang Ruyi's eyes widened as she saw a horse and rider leading the charge. The man on horseback was tall and imposing, wearing a wolf head mask that hid the upper part of his face, revealing only a determined chin and tightly closed lips. Just as the magnificent horse was about to collide with her, the man suddenly leaned down, reaching out towards her!
"Ah!"
