"Old man, are you alright?" Shen Luo paid no mind to the others and helped up the elderly man in plain robe.
"I'm fine. Thank you, young sir, for your life-saving favor." The man, still in shock, took a while to steady himself and hastily thanked Shen Luo.
The man's family also ran over to express their gratitude to Shen Luo.
"It was nothing, you don't need to be so formal." Shen Luo gestured with his hand and then used a bit of strength to steady the carriage.
"Thank you, kind sir, for your assistance. Blame it on my reckless driving that almost caused a disaster." The middle-aged coachman quickly ran over to apologize to Shen Luo and the elderly man.
"You are delivering goods to Golden Mountain Temple? Why are you in such a hurry?" Shen Luo didn't reproach the man, understanding that coachmen like him had their difficulties.