Miluo City is neither too far nor too close to Liuye Village. Without the Chasing Wind Horse and with everyone injured, their pace was very slow.
Qin Yi didn't mind.
However, Mi Tianzheng cared a lot and kept urging the soldiers to hurry up.
Firstly, his injuries were serious, causing his whole body to spasm with pain; he urgently needed to heal. Secondly, he hated Qin Yi to the core and was also terrified of him, wanting to reach Miluo City as soon as possible to ensure his safety and Qin Yi's demise.
Several hours later, Qin Yi saw a rather sizable city in the distance. Hundreds of meters away, he could already see the three big characters on the city gate... Miluo City.
He glanced at Mi Tianzheng, whose face showed a mixture of joy and malice.
Qin Yi's lips curled slightly, and he let out a cold snort.
He was well aware of what Mi Tianzheng was thinking; did he honestly believe that reaching Miluo City would ensure his safety?
By this time, the sky was already bright.
