The white horse agilely leapt through the rugged mountain path at an incredible speed, and riding atop was a spirited and fair-skinned young man.
The villagers looked at each other in disbelief, unable to trust their own eyes.
"Didn't your mother say Wan Mingchuan was eaten by the Rat Spirit? Then who is that?"
"Holy shit! Wan Mingchuan is still alive, what did he yell just now? 'Mentor'? He wasn't eaten by the Thousand-Year-Old Rat Spirit and even took the Rat Spirit as his mentor? Then…"
"Then does he also know how to spit fire?"
"We're doomed, let's hope the River God can defeat the Rat Spirit, otherwise we'll all be gobbled up sooner or later!"
Han Ya's eyes widened with disbelief, was that truly the Wan Mingchuan she had been longing for? Damn, how is he even more handsome than before? Between these two handsome guys, which one is better as a potential husband?
