A horse-drawn carriage laden with goods sped down the road. The trees on either side flew past, and the air was filled with the rich fragrance of grass and wood.
Fang Yue sat inside the carriage, resting with his eyes closed.
Suddenly, a muffled THUD echoed from the wheels grinding against the ground, and the carriage began to lurch violently.
"AH!"
A bloodcurdling scream from outside the carriage made Fang Yue's eyes snap open. His expression shifted, and he hurriedly pushed the door open and rushed out.
The moment Fang Yue rushed out of the carriage, a piercing scream reached his ears.
He looked toward the sound and saw a young man clutching his left shoulder, squatting on the ground and wailing in agony.
"What kind of driving is that? Are you trying to kill me?" the young man roared furiously.
The carriage driver, drenched in sweat, bowed obsequiously and stammered, "Young Master Wang, my sincerest apologies!"
