"Hasn’t anyone reported this to the authorities?" Gu Jiao asked.
The coachman was startled, "Miss, those are people from the Nangong Family, and reporting it would be useless."
"Is that so?" Gu Jiao looked in the direction of the street, murmuring indifferently.
The coachman could not help but turn to glance at Gu Jiao.
Gu Jiao was wearing a veil, her face concealed, revealing only a pair of calm, unruffled eyes.
To say such a thing might seem impertinent, but the coachman had never seen eyes that were both so beautiful and so cold.
She looked at the people from the Nangong Family without a trace of fear in her eyes.
The coachman had the vague impression that if he was careless, this girl he was carrying might just draw a sword and charge at the people from the Nangong Family.
The coachman was startled by his own speculation!
Impossible, impossible! Although the Nangong Family hadn’t entered the ranks of Shengdu’s top ten noble families, it was only because their heritage wasn’t deep enough. This did not mean they lacked strength now.
How could an ordinary commoner possibly have the power to contend with them?
"People from the Duke Residence are here!"
Someone in the crowd suddenly exclaimed loudly.
The incident where the young master of the Nangong Family assaulted the horse servant concluded with the arrival of Second Master Jing from the Duke Residence. The Duke Residence was nearby, and it seemed Second Master Jing had chanced upon the incident when returning from an outing.
After a negotiation between the two parties, the young master of the Nangong Family left.
The coachman said, "Second Master Jing is a well-known wastrel in Shengdu; only he could stop the people from the Nangong Family. Nobody else would have the guts to do it."
Since the matter concluded so soon, Gu Jiao decided to meet with this young master of the Nangong Family—she would do it first.
Gu Jiao left the fare in the carriage and quietly got out. She then found a Ready-Made Clothes Shop and changed into a set of men’s clothing more suitable for traveling.
She trailed behind the young master from the Nangong Family.
But plans could never keep up with changes—just as she found a suitable place for ambush, she was suddenly blocked by a carriage.
The carriage stopped at the mouth of the alley, and Gu Jiao intended to go around it, but the person inside the carriage lifted the curtain and exclaimed in surprise, "Is it you?"
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