On the Qingming Road, an old-fashioned carriage was slowly moving along. It traveled on a hardened dirt road, which still bore several tracks of carriages.
The carriage curtain flipped open, revealing a sweet-faced girl looking out. Suddenly, she let out a cry of surprise, and two more small faces popped up at the window, all gazing out together.
In the distance appeared a large Flying Boat, strangely enough, it hovered just a few feet above the ground. This vessel, stretching dozens of feet, only followed a predetermined road, moving at an incredible speed, zooming past the three faces in an instant, disappearing beyond the horizon in no time.
The passage of the Flying Boat stirred up a whirlwind, causing the entire carriage to sway. However, the two old horses pulling the carriage were unfazed, steadily taking one step after another, not slacking off but also exerting no extra effort—a true pair of old horses.
"What is that?"
