Chương 111: Chapter 112: The Savage Lin Baozhu_1

Capital City, Liyang, the 16th day of the first lunar month.

A carriage bearing the emblem of the Duke of Zhen's residence creaked its way along the bustling Sishui West Street at the heart of the city.

Pedestrians, upon seeing the Duke of Zhen's symbol, automatically gave way.

The coachman gently flicked the whip, carefully guiding the horse while avoiding any pedestrians.

Suddenly, a small boy dashed out from an alleyway across the street, heading straight for the horse's head.

"Not good!"

The coachman, taken aback, hurriedly pulled on the reins.

"Whinny!"

The horse let out a startled neigh, rearing up on its hind legs, causing the carriage behind to shake violently.

"Ah....."

The young boy was frightened and fell down. He scraped his forehead and burst into loud wails.

"Ouch!"

At the same time, a painful moan came from within the carriage.

"Who dares to crash into the carriage of the Duke of Zhen's residence?"