Xia Chuyi and Longyue were both idle, bickering with each other, causing the people around them to look at a young man sitting on the noodle stall in horror who had been talking to the air.
Lin Shengqin and Zhang Lei left the teahouse and were about to walk over, but their way was interrupted by a team that broke in.
"Get out of the way!"
"Don't block the road!"
A huge carriage was driving slowly. The exquisite hollow patterns, the beams of the carved railings, and the agate tassels hanging on the four corners of the carriage made it clear that the person coming was either rich or noble.
In front of the carriage, two rows of servants in white were responsible for dispersing the pedestrians blocking the road, and drove Lin Shengqin and Zhang Lei unceremoniously to the side of the road.
"Who are these people? They are so brave!" Zhang Lei was about to get angry, but Lin Shengqin suddenly held his hand.
He shook his head and said in a calm voice: "Don't be reckless."
"Sheng Qin, you and I have the final say in Yecheng. When will it be someone else's turn to act wild?"
Among the three major families in Yecheng, the Xia family, the Lin family and the Zhang family, he and Lin Shengqin knew each other in Yecheng and walked sideways. How had they ever been insulted like this?
However, Lin Shengqin's words instantly dissipated Zhang Lei's anger.
"The Qin family's team."
The slightly opened mouth did not close for a long time, and he was stunned for a long time. It was not until the carriage slowly passed by him that Zhang Lei murmured: "It's so good, what are the Qin family doing here?"
Lin Shengqin snorted: "Who knows."
"Is that Mr. Qin here?" Zhang Lei suddenly became excited when he mentioned this.
The third young master of the Qin family is definitely a genius that is rare to see in a hundred years, no, a thousand years in Wuji Continent. He is not very young, but he has become a household name by virtue of his strength. I don’t know how many passionate men follow his example.
If I could meet him, I might be able to know how close I am to a genius.
Lin Shengqin brought Zhang Lei back to his original form with one sentence: "The third young master of the Qin family never rides in a carriage."
As famous as that proud man is his flying sedan chair carried by sixteen spirits, which has become a unique symbol of him.
Now the carriage was swaggering through the city, and even Qin Ling and Qin Ye, who were said to be inseparable, were missing. It was obvious that the person in this carriage was definitely not the third young master of the Qin family.
"Then who is here?" Zhang Lei turned around and asked, and saw that Lin Shengqin was no longer where he was.
He trotted a few steps quickly and caught up with his friend: "What's wrong?"
Lin Shengqin raised his chin and pointed to the opposite side. Xia Chuyi, who had just been sitting at the noodle stall just now, was currently walking quietly among the bustling crowd, following the carriage in a leisurely manner.
Zhang Lei suddenly became excited when he saw this: "Sheng Qin, do you want to follow me and see what that woman wants to do?"
Lin Shengqin rolled his eyes at Zhang Lei.
Nonsense, otherwise what is he doing now?
On the other side, Xia Chuyi looked into the carriage from a distance through the lifted curtains of the carriage.
Her eyesight was very good and she could clearly see the man's face. He was wearing a red coat and was leaning on the soft couch in the carriage. He held his head with one hand and seemed to be holding on tightly with the other hand.
Wearing something.
The bright red dress is draped loosely, revealing the sexy collarbone. Half of the three thousand black hair is loosely rolled up, and the other half is hanging down the shoulders, like a spread out and charming ink painting.
When Xia Chu saw this, he could only wave the flag and shout to express his joy.