The hunting ground was in the mountains, where the forest was filled with tall trees and dense, flowering foliage.
The grasslands at the foot of the mountain, however, were the complete opposite—a wide-open, flat plain. Many young scions of noble families were galloping their horses furiously while a crowd cheered them on, creating a lively and boisterous scene.
The two of them hadn't brought anyone else, just two guards, and had changed into plain clothes. They didn't stand out on the field, so they were able to walk through the crowd for a while without being recognized.
Everyone was too busy watching the handsome men on horseback.
Just as they were about to step forward to get a better look at the riders' gallant forms, a voice drifted over. "I wonder who'll win this race. Who do you think it'll be, Duke Cao or Heir Chu?"
"Heir Chu, probably? Duke Cao rarely participates in things like this after becoming a Duke. He naturally can't keep up with the likes of Heir Chu."
