Chapter 397
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Long Bufan did not exclaim in admiration for long as he stood on the bustling street that was filled with people. He had already travelled for four to five days. Now that he had arrived at this place, the first thing he had to do was naturally to find an inn to comfortably rest for a while.
At the intersection of the street, Long Bufan saw a row of carriages parked on both sides. In order to pull in business, the coachmen were trying their best to call out to passersby. Among them, there was no lack of luxurious carriages.
Glancing at those luxurious carriages, Long Bufan walked towards a thin old coachman and said with a smile, "Uncle, please take me to the best restaurant in the city."
The old coachman, who had not pulled in any business for two days, saw that there was business at his door. His originally dim eyes immediately lit up and he quickly replied, "Okay, please get on."
Long Bufan didn't mind the old age of the carriage and stepped into the carriage.
In this era of war, the common people lived in poverty. It was even more difficult for an old man like him to have a full bowl of rice. Therefore, Long Bufan chose this one out of all the other carriages.
The style of the carriage was relatively old. The creaking sound of the carriage was quickly drowned out by the hustle and bustle of the people after entering the street.
On the bustling street, there were often some luxurious carriages passing by. Beautiful noble ladies and noble ladies were all wearing fashionable clothes. They chatted and laughed as they strolled on the street, looking for things that they liked.
"Hiss — —!"
Suddenly, the sound of a panicked horse was heard. In a split second, the people on the street moved to the side like a tide. Soon, a black horse with red eyes and a crazed look appeared. It was dragging a luxurious carriage and galloping wildly.
The old coachman was old and dim-sighted. It was Long Bufan's carriage. For a moment, he did not have time to dodge. "Bang!" He crashed into the carriage.
The other party's horse was obviously more robust than the old coachman's horse. It also had a fast speed.
Roar — —
With a mournful cry, the old horse still didn't know what was going on, but it was swaying left and right. Even the carriage was shaking violently. Long Bufan, who was inside, saw that the situation was not good and immediately jumped out with Little White in his arms.
"What's going on?!" A furious male voice sounded from the luxurious carriage.
The curtains opened slightly, revealing a handsome but slightly violent man in his early twenties. His face was filled with anger, and beside him was a beautiful woman.
"Where did this lowly commoner come from? How dare you block this Young Master's carriage!" The man shouted angrily.
The old coachman obviously knew that the person he met was an important person in the city, so he didn't dare to speak.
The woman in the carriage leaned forward slightly, revealing her pretty face. At the same time, she could clearly see the situation on the battlefield.
"They didn't mean to make things difficult for you. Why don't you just let it go?" The woman's voice was soft and melodious. It was indescribably pleasant to hear.
The young man's expression changed. He glanced at the old coachman and Long Bufan from the corner of his eyes. He sized up Long Bufan a few more times. On the surface, he appeared to be a tyrant, but his mind was incomparably meticulous. He secretly analyzed, "Although this kid is dressed as a warrior, he should be a poor rogue cultivator with no background since he is sitting in a shabby carriage."
Seeing that the other party was not a threat, the young man immediately shouted arrogantly, "If you kowtow to this Young Master and admit your mistakes, I will spare you!"
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