Li Tian frowned slightly, but the luxurious carriage had already gone far away. Even if he wanted to teach the coachman a lesson, he had no chance.
Then, he let go of the broken carriage, and it fell from the sky and landed on the ground steadily, avoiding the disaster.
"That old man's luck is pretty good, he was saved by someone." Some nearby gazes looked over and stopped on the worn-out carriage for a moment.
Without a doubt, if it wasn't for Li Tian's timely help, the broken carriage would have been turned into a pile of garbage. Even the old man's life would have been in danger.
"Huang 'er, Huang' er, how are you? Are you alright?" The white-haired old man hurriedly got out of the car and asked with a nervous expression.
"Cough, cough, cough ..." A few coughs came from inside the carriage, followed by a soft and weak voice,"Grandpa, I'm fine. Don't worry."
