23, Prince?

The carriage gradually came to a halt.

It wasn't that the driver of Baili Fengzhi's Personal Guard didn't want to get closer, but because—

"Sir, the horses refuse to go any further, seemingly afraid to approach those fiery-maned steeds."

The voice of the Personal Guard's driver came from outside the carriage.

"After all, they are mythical beasts of a different kind, how could ordinary mortal horses dare to approach?" Baili Fengzhi said calmly, "Let's stop here."

"Yes."

Baili Fengzhi immediately lifted the curtain of the carriage and said to Lin Yue, "Your Highness, let us go over."

Lin Yue got down from the carriage, only to discover that at this time, the section of the main street in Qingdu was already surrounded by many people, but all were deterred by the spectacular sight of the thirty-six fiery-maned steeds pulling the palace carriage and dared not come close.

The City Guard Army also rushed over, blocking nearby roads and dispersing the crowd.