C250 Discussion

Outside Tiancheng, three majestic horses were thundering down the main road, kicking up clouds of dust in their wake. The riders were cloaked in black, their faces obscured from view.

Upon reaching Tiancheng, they swiftly dismounted and secured their horses to the hitching post before stepping into the teahouse. A waiter, spotting the trio, eagerly rushed out to greet them. "Gentlemen