"Young Master, Young Master!"
"Young Master~~"
The seven or eight attendants instantly panicked and hurriedly pulled hard on their reins. Two of them even leaped straight from their horses' backs, trying to catch their young master.
But they were still a little too late. That pampered young lord slammed straight into the ground, and because his horse had been galloping too fast, he rolled several times across the ground before finally coming to a stop.
For a moment, the whole scene dissolved into chaos.
A group of attendants crowded around the young lord, asking questions and checking his injuries all at once.
The surrounding passersby retreated again and again.
"Who was it? Who actually dared to sneak attack this young master!"
That young lord was fairly tough, actually. Clutching his forehead, he climbed up from the ground and roared in fury.
Seeing that he was not seriously hurt, the attendants sighed in relief, and at the same time began shouting as they searched for the culprit behind the attack.
"Young Miss, that is the young master from the prefecture magistrate's household. You had better leave quickly!"
Other people might not have noticed that Yang Yunxue had thrown the walking stick, but the old man in front of them had noticed, after all, it was his walking stick.
Originally, he had kindly meant to remind Yang Yunxue, and had even lowered his voice, but the attendants beside that young lord still heard him.
No sooner had the old man finished speaking than a man who looked to be in his forties strode quickly over to Yang Yunxue and the others.
"It was you!" That man was very clearly a martial artist, and his cultivation did not seem low either.
Looking at this fierce, baleful-looking man, Yang Yunxue could not help being