The Anle Plain is vast, truly vast, and the old man's pace was exceedingly slow, causing Chen Jiuge and the others to walk for an entire afternoon without reaching their destination.
"Hey, old man, can't you walk any faster?"
Dabai, now emboldened by realizing his own hardiness, could be said to be overflowing with courage!
The old man looked mysterious, but Dabai felt invincible, utterly fearless!
"This old body is aged, and it is natural for my legs and feet to be less agile."
Chen Jiuge furrowed his brow slightly, then released a horned horse from the Spiritual Beast Bag and said, "If you don't mind, old man, you can ride this horned horse."
"Thank you very much!"
The old man climbed onto the horse at an extremely slow pace, causing Dabai, who was looking on, to grow anxious and nearly lend a hand to push him up, but Yue Meng stopped him.
"Don't meddle!"
