Just like that, in front of everyone, he boarded the carriage and rode off, head held high.
It wasn't until the ostentatious carriage disappeared from view that people snapped out of it, glancing at Wang Xu with a mix of embarrassment and sympathy.
In the past few days, he had spared no effort in speaking ill of Yuan Zhao due to personal grudges.
As expected, he finally messed with the wrong person.
"Tch... just showing off, right?" Wang Xu could hardly maintain his composure. He looked indifferently in the direction they had left, unable to resist shaking his head. "Looks like a scrawny bum, what's with all the airs?"
"I wouldn't recommend you say that to his face," Wood Cottage remarked softly. "I'm saying this for your own good."
Wang Xu turned and glared at him. "Am I afraid of him? He'll fall out with me just because I said a few words?"
