After Chu Hao had mounted the horse, Guo Zhen let out a light shout, and the two Fiery Flame Horses darted out like lightning, their speed astonishingly fast.
This was a speed no Eighth Tier Peak Martial Artist could catch up with.
Too fast.
Chu Hao sat on the horse's back, the oncoming air slashing at him like knives, chafing his skin painfully, enough to reveal just how fast the two Fiery Flame Horses were.
"Master Guo, where are we actually going?" he asked again.
"You'll know when we get there," Guo Zhen replied.
Well, another pointless question.
Both men rode the Fiery Flame Horses at a breakneck pace, and these ferocious beasts were not only fast but also had terrifying endurance. They ran continuously for two days and nights, only stopping a few times during breaks for Chu Hao and Guo Zhen to eat.