"Okay." Chen Yan nodded in agreement.

Zhuge Weiran held the night pearl and walked carefully step by step in front, looking back from time to time to see if Chen Yan was keeping up.

The passage is quite spacious and can accommodate about three people.

Chen Yan looked around. She found it hard to believe that there was a passage underground? Was it man-made?

Chen Yan couldn't help but ask, "Seventh Prince, can this tunnel really lead to Western Region City?"

Can the major forces in the western region of Pingze really tolerate a tunnel under their territory?

Zhuge Weiran nodded: “Yes, Miss Shen Er, you can rest assured.”

Then he asked, "Are you a little curious about why there is a passage underground that leads to Western Region City?"

Chen Yan: “Yeah.”

Zhuge Weiran slowly explained, "There's a mysterious force in the western region of Pingze called the 'Three Links Organization.' They specialize in helping distinguished guests take shortcuts, saving time, but the cost is extremely high. This tunnel was built by the 'Three Links Organization,' and it's been around for a hundred years. The 'Three Links Organization' is incredibly secretive in the western region of Pingze. If you enter this tunnel without guidance, you can't leave."

Three links organization?

There is such a thing in the Western Regions?

Chen Yan still knew very little about this world. She looked up at Zhuge Weiran who was walking in front of her and asked, "How much is the toll?"

Zhuge Weiran was slightly stunned. He was about to say no, but the voice of the Ninth Prince Zhuge Youlin, who was walking in front of him, came again: "More than one thousand taels of gold!"

"Ignore him, you don't have to pay." Zhuge Weiran smiled at her awkwardly.

Chen Yan smiled faintly, but didn't say anything else, because she felt that Zhuge Weiran and Zhuge Youlin were very familiar with this tunnel and seemed to have a close relationship with the "Three Links Organization".

Soon, after walking for a distance, Chen Yan saw a scene that surprised her.

An old turtle covered with wrinkles appeared in the tunnel, and on the turtle's back sat a white-haired old woman wearing an embroidered black dress. She looked energetic, with her legs crossed and her eyebrows slightly raised, showing an indescribable lazy temperament.

The old woman looked at Chen Yan for a few seconds, then smiled and said to Zhuge Weiran: "Seventh Brother, your friend?"

"Yes, aunt." Zhuge Weiran nodded.

The white-haired old woman also said cheerfully: "Since you are your friend, come up."

The young man Zhuge Youlin walked directly onto the long deck dragged behind the old turtle. The deck was made of black iron, and there were wheels underneath, so that the deck would be easier to follow when being dragged by the turtle.

Chen Yan: "..." Is the turtle very fast? Why does it feel a bit ridiculous?

Zhuge Weiran invited, "Go up."

Chen Yan felt like he was on a pirate ship. Could he really reach Western Region City ahead of time?

She nodded with a complicated expression, then walked onto the deck. She was a little shaky when she first stepped on it.

Immediately, she saw Zhuge Youlin sitting directly on the deck.

She had no choice but to sit down too.

Zhuge Weiran first greeted the white-haired old woman, then walked behind Chen Yan and sat down.

Before the old turtle started running, Zhuge Youlin turned around with a smile and kindly reminded Chen Yan, "You have to hold on to this handle, otherwise, you will regret it."

Chen Yan saw the protruding handle on the edge of the deck, hesitated for a moment, and then did as he was told.

At this time, the white-haired old woman turned her head to look at them, sneered, and said teasingly: "In order to send you two to Western Region City, my old turtle has become old and has to drag you along."

Zhuge Youlin grinned and promised, "Auntie, my seventh brother and I will definitely be admitted to the Western Region College. We will definitely not let you and Old Turtle down!"

The old turtle seemed to have heard this and snorted.

The white-haired old woman laughed, then turned her gaze to Shen Yan, raised her eyebrows slightly, and asked, "Little girl, what's your name?"

Chen Yan politely replied: "Chen Yan."

The white-haired old woman seemed to have never heard of her name. She just nodded and asked, "How did you get to know our Old Seven Weiran?"

Chen Yan said: "We met once in a certain game."

"Oh?" The white-haired old woman raised her voice slightly, and then she looked at Zhuge Weiran with a teasing look, as if she thought Zhuge Weiran had taken a fancy to Chen Yan.

Zhuge Weiran smiled bitterly and shook his head quickly.

This finally stopped the white-haired old woman's desire to gossip, and she reminded him, "Hold on tight, we're on our way."

"good."

As soon as she finished speaking, the white-haired old woman reached out and patted the old turtle on the back.

Just when Shen Yan thought the old turtle was going to move forward slowly, the result was beyond her expectations!

Swish——

The old turtle ran very fast, like a whirlwind.

Fast, too fast!

I couldn't see the road conditions ahead at all, and there was a smell of mud and dust.

Due to inertia, Chen Yan almost fell backwards. Just when Zhuge Weiran was about to reach out to help her, she grabbed the handle and moved back a little.

Seeing this, Zhuge Weiran withdrew his hand.

At this time, the white-haired old woman sitting on the old turtle was leisurely and steady. She occasionally looked back at the three of them who were covered in dust, and a smile appeared at the corner of her lips.

Old woman: “It’s speeding up.”

Zhuge Youlin's face fell when he heard this, and he said with tears in his eyes: "Don't—"

However, his resistance was in vain.

The old turtle went faster. They sat on the deck and were rocked violently along the way. The only smell in the dim tunnel was the earth.

Chen Yan held on to the handle tightly, his face being "baptized" by the wind and sand. The rustling sound of the wind kept coming into his ears, making all other sounds smaller.

They were sitting on the deck, and the bumps caused by the deck being dragged were very uncomfortable. It felt like their buttocks were going to be broken into pieces!

Chen Yan asked, "Seventh Prince, how many days will it take us to reach Western Region City?"

"Ah? What are you talking about--" The whistling sound of the wind was so loud that Zhuge Weiran couldn't hear what Chen Yan was saying at all. He raised his voice and asked back.

Chen Yan took a deep breath and then spoke loudly: "I say, when can we get to Western Region City?!"

This time, Zhuge Weiran could hear clearly, and he responded loudly: "Probably another seven or eight days!"

Chen Yan felt quite complicated when he heard this.

It's pretty fast, but it's pretty tiresome.

After Zhuge Youlin gradually adapted to the situation, he began to enjoy it. He excitedly shouted, "Charge!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the old turtle really accelerated again.

The deck under their buttocks made a "bang bang bang" sound, constantly hitting and rubbing against the ground.