Meeting Again
Not long after, a group of horse-drawn carriages appeared from behind a bend in the road, a fairly majestic carriage with the dominant colours of white and gold and flying the flag on the highest pole. Several people on horses walked in front. From its appearance alone it was clear that it was not just an ordinary carriage.
"Wow, Young Master Xi Hu," whispered the residents.
"Yeah, we'd better get out of the way."
As soon as the people who gathered earlier scattered away, the golden carriage that was quite large covered almost one side of the road, the same size as Luo Xiang's.
"Who has been so presumptuous of causing a ruckus on the street! Insolent! Do you want to die?" cried someone at the very front of the train.