"Woah—"
With a clear horse neigh, the luxurious carriage inlaid with gold and jade slowly stopped on a rarely traveled bluestone street.
At that moment, the clanging sound of metal clashing suddenly echoed from deep within a nearby alley.
Dozens of burly men dressed in black, wielding gleaming horse-cutting knives, swarmed out and surrounded the carriage.
The leader, a burly man with a bristling beard, with a face full of coarse flesh, heavily slapped the back of his knife on the carriage's shaft, causing the curtain to shake: "Who are you people, daring to trespass here?"
"If you don't want to live, just say so!"
"Get out of here at once!"
The guard driving the carriage abruptly pulled on the reins, and the bay horse reared its front hooves high.
He wore a dark iron helmet, donned chain armor, and the bronze beast head at his waist shone coldly under the sun.
The guard glared fiercely, the scar at the corner of his eye twisting with rage: "Damn it, are you blind?"
