He hesitated for a moment, noticing that Dao En showed no intention of continuing the conversation, so after a brief silence, he sighed sadly, "Because of this useless body of mine, His Highness the Prince had to exchange carriages with me. Do you think I feel okay about it?"
"Of course you can feel okay about it."
A hearty voice suddenly rose outside the carriage, and as he saw the ebony carriage door, bearing the crest of the Shaven Royal Family, violently pulled open, a young man with sword-like eyebrows and luxurious brown hair rode alongside the carriage. He winked at the stunned Motan inside the carriage and chuckled, "It was actually me who hustled you into this carriage. How did it become 'His Highness the Prince exchanging carriages with himself' in your mouth?"
Sin Knight, having barely composed himself, hurriedly stood up and gave a wry smile: "In the end, it's all because of my physical condition..."
