Doom and gloom be damned, love had its downsides, and mostly, it made one a bit stupider…
This reasoning seemed to hold true through and through for Xu Feng.
Their party arrived in a grand entrance befitting neck braking turns—or at least one who enjoyed making a spectacle. Their BMW carriage wasn't even near the most spectacular carriage in Yilin town, but their entourage was… different.
The steady rhythm of hooves against the dirt road announced their presence well before they stopped. Three horses led the carriage—one noticeably taller and stronger like it was meant for a giant—their sleek coats shining under the morning sun, while Xuan Jian and Xuan Yang flanked either side atop their individual steeds.