Scraping all the money from the bodies, Luo Cheng mounted the Flame Jade Lion and quickly disappeared into the night.
The moon hung like a silver hook, and the night wind gusted coldly!
The nights on Galloping Horse Plains remained desolate and horrifying.
In the barren plains, void of human presence, only the occasional terrifying beastly roars echoed.
A faint orange campfire flickered, tearing through the ink-black night.
Luo Cheng sat by the campfire, tossing two more logs into the flames, making them burn brighter.
"Tomorrow I should be able to leave Galloping Horse Plains. With this Flame Jade Lion, traveling really is convenient!"
Glancing at the Flame Jade Lion beside him, Luo Cheng muttered to himself.
It had been less than three days since he left Chengxuan Town, and he had already crossed Galloping Horse Plains.
To think, last time when he followed the Ling Family caravan through Galloping Horse Plains, it had taken nearly half a month!
