C413 Old man tianji

Ah Six frowned deeply. He could smell a hint of ill feeling from the carriage driver's smile, but he could not think of anything that could threaten them now that the carriage driver was at the end of his tether.

No matter what, as long as he thought of leaving the place, the driver's whip would be like a maggot attached to the bone, moving like a shadow and unable to catch up for the time being