"Quick, quick, quick..."
On the carriage, Lu Zhihao urged the coachman anxiously, "If we delay any longer, we'll miss the excitement."
So, the coachman whipped the horse with great speed, speeding through the city at the fastest pace.
Lu Zhihao complained to the servant again, "I told you to wake me up early. Why didn't you? If I miss seeing that kid's misfortune, I'll hold you accountable."
The servant lowered his head in grievance; how could he dare? There were two times before when he followed the young master's order to wake him up early and got slapped twice solidly. No more mistakes; he wasn't that foolish.
Finally, Xiushui Street arrived.
Lu Zhihao stuck his head out of the carriage window and saw the entrance of the Chen Mansion crowded with people, even more than yesterday. The whole street was jammed. Instantly, he became excited, "Looks like people from the Martial Arts Hall Association are still here, haha, let's get off and watch the fun."
