"Who are you? Shangyu is the focal point of the entire continent, you cannot run amok here!"
The Daoists were given a taste of their own medicine. The grassland people said nothing and just kept moving forward, but the human shield formed by their bodies left them struggling, only able to passively follow.
Wei Liao and the other Daoists were bewildered, as was Daoist Xi. Having just escaped from the tiger's mouth, they now found themselves in the wolf's den, with seemingly no other option but to yield?
"Xiao Pang, I'm sorry for dragging you into this, without even knowing why."
The young man chuckled lightly, "Why bother knowing why? Just keep moving forward."
Xi Lin weakly said, "We're almost in the city, it seems we can't keep up."
The sweeping momentum of the grassland people was swift. They left the Great Dao, heading towards Horse Hoof Town, one of the Nine Towns at year's end. By this time, even the slowest among them realized the origin of these barbarians.
