"Who?" A terrifying gleam shot from Gu Yi's eyes. After sweeping his gaze over the crowd, he discovered that he could not pick out the person who had spoken. It was truly somewhat inconceivable.
He had actually been unable to pinpoint where that voice had come from. All he could tell was that it had come from the opposite side.
"Huh?" Huang Xiao turned to look at the old coachman in surprise. It was not that he had identified the speaker's location by sound, but that he recognized the voice that had called out as the old coachman's.
When Huang Xiao looked at the old coachman, the old man noticed his gaze, turned to glance at him, and said with a faint smile, "What is it? So surprised?"
"It was you!!" The old coachman had not spoken loudly, but Gu Yi, standing not far away, heard him perfectly clearly. He had never expected those brazen words to have come from such a decrepit old man-and a mere coachman at that.
Still, Gu Yi made no move for the moment. Ordinarily, he would certainly have killed anyone who offended him with a single palm strike. Yet although this man was only a coachman, he belonged to the imperial court's forces, after all. Who knew whether he had some powerful background?
"A mere old coachman dares speak so brazenly to this old man?" Gu Yi studied him for quite a while but saw nothing unusual, and could not help barking coldly.
"Uncle Yan, this man is making a racket! Sorry for the trouble!" Just then, the princess's voice came from inside the carriage. Huang Xiao had heard her voice before, so naturally he recognized it.
"You are too kind, Your Highness. This old servant will do his best!" Uncle Yan replied respectfully.