On the way back, Chang Wei remained silent.
Wei Renchong and Zhao Dengfeng, seeing Chang Wei looking deeply affected, kept giving Li Shen significant looks.
Li Shen couldn't say anything in front of Chang Wei, so he had to ignore his companions' signals.
The group arrived at the hill where the warhorses were stationed, and sure enough, the Hei Fengqi stood there unharmed, not tied up.
In contrast, Chang Wei's warhorse had its rope broken, yet under the dominance of Hei Feng King, it dared not wander away.
"A beast has been here," Gu Jiao said, looking at the footprints on the ground.
Not tying the rope has its advantages; the Hei Fengqi can fight together, whereas if they were tied, they would only fall prey to the beasts.
"Are you hurt?" Gu Jiao patted the neck of Hei Feng King and asked.
Hei Feng King raised its head and let out an imposing humph.
It seemed to be fine.
The eleven Hei Fengqi are not to be trifled with; even if wolves came, they would be driven away.
