The carriage swayed, passing through streets and markets.
Sixteen-year-old Crown Prince Zhao Hong of Wei lifted the carriage curtain, looking out in amazement at the bustling street scene, "Is this Lu Ting? Why does it feel even busier than the capital?"
"That's a small matter, Your Highness will understand in time."
Shen Fa, who was sitting in front of him, rattled on, "We'll soon reach Yuelai Inn. About those points of caution I just mentioned, is there anything Your Highness is unclear about? If there is, please ask now while I can still clarify them for you..."
Zhao Hong let the curtain fall, smiling at Shen Fa, he whispered, "Master of Kaifeng... are you a bit nervous?"
Shen Fa remained silent for a moment, then nodded, "To answer Your Highness, indeed I am quite nervous, and Your Highness should be nervous too."
Zhao Hong curled his lips, lifted the curtain again, and surveyed the street scene... It was his first time out of the capital.