Guo Zhishi listened, looking in front, his heart involuntarily filled with doubt, unsure of what had happened.
Just when he put down the curtain, ready to continue his journey, suddenly, he felt a slight tremor from the ground, followed by a vague rumble from behind.
"Boom..."
Such tremors were like waves, quickly becoming clear, and the sound grew louder, as if thousands of troops and horses were rapidly advancing in this direction.
On both sides of the street, exclamations rose gradually, and sounds of doors opening and windows being pushed open were constant.
And soon, outside the carriage, there came the urgent voices of the governmental officials, "Quickly, pull over to the side!"
"Neigh"
The horse pulling the carriage neighed, under the coachman's command and whip, quickly darting to the side of the road and stopping. The carriage jolted violently, startling the South City Governor out, covering his official hat, he stood on the carriage step.
"What happened?"
