By the end of summer, the weather had become even hotter and stuffier. Li Guanyi, dressed in a Taoist robe and with a sword at his waist, was driving the horse cart forward, and the green-robed old man sat on the other side of the cart.
Sitting with his left leg crossed and his right leg hanging down, he reached out his palm and gently swept over the nearby weeds, smiling gently, "To reach Central State and the Academy, if we walk slowly, it will probably take about a month."
"Walk slowly, look slowly."
Li Guanyi nodded.
Murong Longtu smiled and asked, "Your skills in driving the cart aren't bad, where did you learn them?"
Li Guanyi replied, "Back when I was with the Xue Family, there was an old fellow named Zhao Dabing. He seemed like he hadn't achieved 'Entering Realm', but his skills in driving a cart were very good. He had a wife who made excellent salt-baked peanuts."
Murong Longtu said, "That's nice."
