Bang bang!
As the brothers were talking, a sudden knock on the door interrupted them.
"Who's that so early in the morning?"
Cheng Tianen slightly furrowed his brow and got up to open the door.
With a creak.
The door opened.
Cheng Tianen focused his gaze, and outside stood a red lacquered carriage.
The one knocking was the coachman, a short, stocky man with the appearance of someone in his fifties.
Upon seeing Cheng Tianen, the coachman immediately nodded and bowed repeatedly, smiling, "Hero Cheng, good morning!"
Cheng Tianen recognized this coachman; he was the local official's personal driver.
"Old Li, it's you," Cheng Tianen responded while lifting his head to look at the carriage.
Indeed, the next moment!
The curtain slowly opened.
A middle-aged man, reeking of alcohol and corpulence, slowly emerged from the carriage, yawning twice in succession.