A donkey pulling a broken carriage!

Outside the Ziyuan city.

Two men slowly walked over from the majestic yet low-key guard of honor.

One of them was dressed in a Python robe and had a purple jade pendant hanging from his waist. He looked like a middle-aged man and did not smile much. It was as if he could see through one's heart.

The other person was dressed as a young man with a feather fan in his hand. He looked like an elegant scholar with a pair of faces that could mesmerize all women in the world.

The two of them were the Crown Prince of Dali dynasty, Shang Tianming, and the second Prince, Shang Tianlin.

No matter where a person went, they would cause a great earthquake, not to mention that the three princes were here.

At this moment, all the pedestrians were kneeling on the ground with their heads lowered, not daring to even breathe.