As the sky grew darker, the carriage finally arrived at the small courtyard in the south of the city.
The closer it got to the courtyard, the busier the roadside became. Just as it was about to reach the doorstep, who knew there was already a carriage parked outside the door.
With Shu Yu's carriage unable to proceed for the moment, she had to get down first.
Ying Xi stepped forward to knock on the door, but just as she raised her hand, a man suddenly sprang out from the side, blocking her path, furrowing his brow and saying, "Wait a minute, what are you doing? Don't you know to wait your turn?"
Wait your turn?
Ying Xi looked puzzled, "Who are you?"
"Why do you care who I am? We were here first, it should be us seeing Young Master Meng first."
Ying Xi looked bemused, sizing up the man's attire — he seemed to be a servant from a wealthy household. The carriage parked at the door should belong to him, perhaps? It looked quite luxurious, suggesting some significance.
