Zhang Xiaoying moved with lightning speed and blocked the coachman's path.
"Where are you off to?" Zhang Xiaoying said with a smirk, "It's quite lively here, aren't you going to stay for a bit longer? Maybe you'll find what you're looking for?"
"What do you want? I don't know you," the coachman lowered his head, not daring to look at Zhang Xiaoying, "I'm just here for the excitement."
"Is that so?" Zhang Xiaoying grabbed him, "If I remember correctly, you drove your carriage to our house just yesterday."
"So what? Just because I've been to your house, can't I watch the fun?" No longer able to hide, the coachman looked up at Zhang Xiaoying and retorted defiantly, "You Xu family failed to keep your promise to my master, can't I take pleasure in your misfortune?"
"Is that the case?" Zhang Xiaoying said mockingly, "Then explain this, why did these two people need to glance at you every time they spoke? Moreover, they didn't have an upset stomach."
