By evening, Situ Ling indeed sent out a carriage to take them to Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion.
Zhou Heng was refreshed and spirited, while Yang Lanxin kept giggling behind her hand, and Moon Shadow Saintess's face was still flushed, her delicate body seemingly so frail that a gust of wind might knock her over.
In the carriage, the Moon Shadow Saintess kept scolding Zhou Heng for tormenting her to death and back, embarrassed to meet guests in such a spring-buoyed state.
Zhou Heng, however, always smiled, taking pride in being a man rebuked by a woman in such a manner.
Wild Horse City was large, but the Situ family's carriage was not ordinary. It was drawn by an Azure Cloud Single Horn Horse of Two Tribulations Quasi-Immortal level, not only fast but also stable, delivering the three of them without a single jolt.
The coachman disembarked first, set up the carriage ladder, and then invited Zhou Heng and the others to alight.
Heavenly Fragrance Pavilion.
