The Guard was in a panic; they were still some distance away from the Duke Residence and dared not carry the Duke back. They had already sent word to the Duke Residence, but seeing the Duke's poor condition was causing them great anxiety.
Regaining their composure, the Guard said, "Thank you, we indeed need a carriage."
At least the Duke would be able to lie flat inside the carriage; as long as the ride was smooth, he could return to the Duke Residence more swiftly.
Zhou Changlian and Rongchuan made way, "Please."
The Guard wasted no time on pleasantries, carefully lifting the Duke onto the carriage and instructing the coachman, "Let's go."
As for the two who had offered assistance, there was no need to ask further questions; recognizing the robes of the Hanlin Academy, they were familiar to him.
Not until the carriage had left did Zhou Changlian say, "I hope the old gentleman is safe."
