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Yang Bo was actually feeling a little anxious. If there was no reaction from the noble district, it would be difficult for him to make a move.

More than an hour passed like that, yet there was still no movement from the noble district.

"Fuck, these people were actually this discreet?" Yang Bo realized that his plan would most likely fall through.

Just as it was nearing lunchtime, Yang Bo heard the sound of bells.

When nobles traveled by carriage, bells would ring to warn the commoners ahead to move aside.

Yang Bo saw two carriages, both bearing crests.

"Viscount Harin." Yang Bo studied the crest on the carriage and recognized it as Viscount Harin's carriage.

Viscount Harin was a member of Green City's Upper House and was also responsible for the city's grain management.

With Dynamic Vision, Yang Bo quickly noticed something wrong: the armor worn by the two accompanying knights did not fit very well.

A noble's knights had armor tailored to fit them perfectly, and it would be adjusted regularly.

After all, ill-fitting armor could cause considerable trouble in battle.

The coachman's skin tone was wrong as well. At a glance, he was clearly not the sort of person who worked in a noble household. Instead, he looked weathered by the wind and sun outdoors.

Moreover, the two horses' eyes were visibly uneasy, and their entire bodies appeared restless.

In other words, the coachman was not the original coachman. A noble household's coachman would definitely be familiar with the household's horses.

Both carriages looked like passenger carriages, but the one in the rear was clearly heavier, and all its curtains were drawn.

The curtains of the front carriage were half-open, revealing a woman dressed as a noblewoman sitting inside.

"These people were actually trying to sneak out