As Zhaolei crossed Vermilion Bird Street, the gusty wind made the wine banners hanging by the street sway violently.
Pedestrians stopped in their tracks, watching as Zhaolei and Chen Ji dashed towards the end of the long street, exiting Shangjing City through Mingde Gate.
Once outside the city, Zhaolei was particularly excited, exhaling heavy white breaths from its nostrils, circling several times with Chen Ji around the city gate before galloping southward.
Wu Yun emerged from Chen Ji's embrace, so battered by the wind that it could barely keep its eyes open: "Where are we going now?"
