The Son of the County Governor

Faster! Faster! Faster!

At this instant, Duan Ling Tian wished he could attach wings to himself and fly straight into Triumph City.

As long as he entered the city, he would be safe.

Eventually, under Duan Ling Tian’s perturbed and fearful gaze, the old man stopped, obviously going to look at the youth’s injuries.

“Hu!”

Duan Ling Tian heaved a sigh of relief. Only now did he realize that his clothes had long been drenched with cold sweat.

At this moment, he felt like he had abruptly risen to the heavens from hell.

Even though the old man didn’t continue to pursue him, Duan Ling Tian didn’t dare to hesitate as he rode his Ferghana Horse directly into the city.

He heard the exclamations of bystanders the instant he entered the city.

“Look!”

“Another Ferghana Horse!”

“Could it be that the Ferghana Horse that passed by earlier was his?”

……

Duan Ling Tian heard the discussions of the crowd.