Wang Yu lifted the curtain and took a look. When he saw the familiar people, he frowned and turned to Du Fan and said, "Brother Du, please sit for a while. I'll go down and take a look." As he said that, he got out of the carriage and walked forward.
A carriage was blocking the road ahead. Several young men in brocade clothes in front of the carriage crossed their arms and glanced at Wang Yu. One of them sneered and said kindly, "Wang Yu, where are you going?"
"Zeng San, wasn't the lesson last time enough? You come to provoke me again today? You deserve a beating, don't you?" Wang Yu opened the fan in his hand with a swish and glanced at the man who spoke.
Seeing that his eyes were still swollen and his face was bruised and red, Wang Yu put away the fan in his hand, patted it gently in his palm, and said, "I don't have time to play with you today. Get your people out of the way quickly. And the rest of you, stop looking for trouble." As he spoke, he glanced at the three people around Zeng San.
Zeng San ignored him, but looked at the carriage behind him and asked, "Who is in your carriage?"
Wang Yu glanced at him and said, "What the hell is it to you?"
"You!" Zeng San was annoyed and was about to roll up his sleeves to fight him, but was stopped by the people next to him.
"Didn't we agree not to fight today? Don't be impulsive. The wound on your face hasn't healed yet!"
"That's right. Wang Yu is a very ruthless guy. We are not here to fight with him today."
Two men in brocade clothes beside him held him and spoke in low voices, looking at the carriage behind Wang Yu with curiosity. They actually heard Zeng San say that a beautiful lady in red had moved into the Wang family's home, and when they learned that Wang Yu was going out with the beautiful lady today, they wanted to follow and take a look.
"I won't fight with you today." Zeng San said, and waved his hand, asking someone to move the carriage aside. He stood in the carriage behind the carriage, staring at the two carriages, thinking about finding an opportunity to go forward and lift the curtain to see if it was the beauty from that day.
Wang Yu noticed that they were staring at the carriage, so he paid more attention. Today, when I took Feng Jiu out for fun, I had to make sure that these people didn't cause any trouble.
So, after getting on the carriage, he sat outside and did not go in, but kept an eye on them. When he saw the carriage passing by them, Zeng San actually took a step forward and was about to lift the curtain, which made his face darken.
"This idiot!" He cursed softly, and a blade of air shot out from his hand, hitting his knee.
"Ouch!" Zeng San took a step forward and fell directly to his knees. His knees hit the gravel on the ground, which made him gasp. He looked down and saw that blood was already oozing from his knees.
"hiss!"
Watching the two carriages passing by them and going away, he immediately yelled in anger: "Wang Yu! You bastard!"
Seeing that the people behind him were still standing there, he shouted at them: "What are you still looking at? Help me up!"
"Third Young Master, your knee is injured. Why don't you go back home and get it treated first?" One of the men in brocade clothes said. Seeing that his knee was bleeding, he couldn't help but feel pain.
It was so painful to kneel down so hard without any preparation, right on the gravel.