The heated argument was interrupted, leaving the old man and the young one quite displeased.
"Get lost, is it your turn to speak when I'm talking?"
"Shut up, you bother me again, be careful I'll twist your neck off."
The coachman twitching at the mouth, thought these two are way too ruthless in their speech, and who exactly kidnapped who here?
Why does it feel like he's the one being kidnapped?
"Old geezer, you talk as if your martial arts manual is really impressive. I've been training for months and I don't feel any different. Ten thousand taels of silver? You must be kidding."
Well, maybe a bit different, my skill has increased by threefold.
"If you're slow-witted, who can you blame? You can't carve rotten wood."
"It's obviously your manual that's useless. If it worked, could we still be kidnapped?"
Yangyang glared angrily at the other person, feeling like he was deceived. All that bright silver!
