Again

Dudian frowned as he was displeased. He slightly moved the curtain to check outside.

He saw a middle-aged gentleman wearing a coat while standing in front of his carriage as the heavy rain poured down. He had raised the stick that he was holding to stop Dudian's carriage. He seemed relieved as the carriage stopped in time. Middle-aged man immediately approached to the driver.: "Our carriage is broken so we will need to temporarily requisition your carriage."

The coachman looked behind the middle-aged man. Heavy rain affected his line of sight but he still could see an exquisite carriage parked in front. An oil lamp lit the carriage. He hesitated for a moment but still looked back at carriage. : "Sir, this... ..."

Dudian didn't wait for him to finish his word as he waved: "Don't!"