C597 The Evil Slave Blocked the Way

On the treacherous mountain path, a carriage the size of a small room, pulled by three pure black steeds, pressed on relentlessly. These were no ordinary horses, but a rare breed with the lineage of the Black-Faced Beast, making the impassable terrain for motor vehicles seem as flat as a plain beneath their hooves.

"Big Zhuang, how much further?"

"Mr. Ye... I mean, Young Master