The Ling Dynasty was not a martial country, and in previous autumn hunts, ministers and royal family members would just take their favorite children to compete for the sake of show. However, the regent who was in power now was a military man, and the nominal emperor was just coming of age, so in this autumn hunt, except for some civil officials and old ministers who really could not participate, most people mounted their horses with bows and arrows on their backs.
Most of the trees planted in the hunting grounds are cold-resistant, so even though it is already late autumn, the leaves on the treetops still appear lush and green. Apart from the gradually fading green color on the leaves, there is almost no trace of autumn in the forest fruit trees.
Riding through the woods, Lin Guo felt an indescribable comfort. The horse the man had chosen for him was extremely docile, and with the diluted soothing agent Ling Shiyi had bought for him, even without Zhao Chong, the groom, and the cushion, Lin Guo could still have a comfortable ride.
[I say, Guozi, you must not forget the important things.] He brought up the reduced radar map and projected it into Lin Guo's mind. Ling Shiyi used his virtual image to pat it with his claws. [Walk in this direction for ten minutes, and you will have the most perfect encounter with the protagonist.]
[Zhao Chong is too possessive. Let's quickly open up a branch line while he's away.]
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