บท 172: Talisman Taoism

The black horse carriage sped across the main street. The speed was so fast that the green pastures outside seemed like an endless large green block from the window of the carriage. Ning Que stared outside the window and admired the view. He was feeling complex. The sight of the arrogant goose and weird people in the mountain behind the Academy made him felt as though he was starting his life in a brand new and mysterious world, and somewhat, it was rather unbelievable to him all of a sudden.