The situation was just as Chang Mei said, everything around was normal, except for the horses still going crazy, nothing seemed unusual.
Seeing that it was almost time, if they didn't leave now, it would be too late. Cai Wei and Nangong Yi stood by the horse carriage for a while. Seeing that the two horses showed no signs of improvement, and it was uncertain when they would be fit to carry people, the two of them reluctantly abandoned the idea of riding and walked to a place where the coachman couldn't see, released the white-haired tiger, and rode it towards Qixia Mountain.
The white-haired tiger was extremely fast, like lightning, they only heard the whistling of the wind in their ears, unable to even open their eyes. In the blink of an eye, they reached the middle of the mountain. Cai Wei, afraid that riding the tiger would alert the bandits and endanger Juhua, stored the white-haired tiger away when they reached the mountainside and continued on foot.
