Outside the city, an arrogant young man was lying comfortably in a carriage. four men were guarding the sides of the carriage and a boy was handling the horses.
"How long will this take, you trash." The young man threw a fruit that he ate until it was only the core left at the boy.
"N...not long, sir. Mr. Chin, please take some rest. I'll wake up when we arrive," said the boy.
"Rest? Don't you see? How can I fall asleep when the road is this rough? My back is sore," said Mr. Chin.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Chin. I'll do my best," said the boy.
"Huh, you are useless. You can't be a guard because you cannot practice qi. In the end, you can be only just a coachman," said Mr. Chin.
The boy could only stay quiet no matter how much he wanted to kill this person inside because Mr. Chin had heart qi, and he was just a normal person who was diagnosed that his Dantian was disabled, and he could not practice qi. How could he fight against Mr. Chin?