The heated argunt was interrupted, leaving the old man and the young one quite displeased.
"Get lost, is it your turn to speak when I’m talking?"
"Shut up, you bother again, be careful I’ll twist your neck off."
The coachman twitching at the mouth, thought these two are way too ruthless in their speech, and who exactly kidnapped who here?
Why does it feel like he’s the one being kidnapped?
"Old geezer, you talk as if your martial arts manual is really impressive. I’ve been training for months and I don’t feel any different. Ten thousand taels of silver? You must be kidding."
Well, maybe a bit different, my skill has increased by threefold.
"If you’re slow-witted, who can you bla? You can’t carve rotten wood."
"It’s obviously your manual that’s useless. If it worked, could we still be kidnapped?"
Yangyang glared angrily at the other person, feeling like he was deceived. All that bright silver!
"You think I wanted to be kidnapped?" The old man was really frustrated. He had been careful enough to hide, who knew those guys were so capable and found him easily.
"It’s all because you’re too arrogant, causing trouble everywhere..." Yangyang kept grumbling, "Hurry and think of a way to untie . I don’t want to be dragged to so godforsaken place. I’m still waiting to go ho and kiss my beautiful dad."
"If I had a way, would I still be stuck here?"
The old man felt both frustrated and helpless, he didn’t want to be a captive either.
"Why don’t you have a way? Your internal strength is deeper than mine, break the ropes."
This old man, how can he be so foolish?
"Stupid brat, are you dumb? Can’t you see the ropes tying are different from yours?" The old man glared with round eyes, "These are ropes made of cold iron, specifically used to deal with people like with deep internal strength."
"Stupid brat, I can only rely on you now!"
"Pfft..." Upon hearing this, Yangyang collapsed. Really, relying on him, what could a kid like him do? Even after eating that dicine, his internal strength grew formidable, but he still couldn’t control it well, he couldn’t easily use it.
"Don’t even think about escaping," the coachman laughed after overhearing. "The ropes tying the kid aren’t cold iron but are instead black iron, don’t be fooled by the ordinary appearance on the outside, there’s a lot more to them."
"Damn it!"
Yangyang was furious. He thought it was just ordinary rope.
After a pause, he added, "But I have to say, your master is sowhat discerning, knowing not to underestimate ."
"What’s the use of being smug, we can’t escape anyway, what’s the point in boasting?"
"Old man, who exactly is your enemy here?" Yangyang pouted in exasperation, "Why do you have so many enemies anyway? How unlucky am I, leaving behind the life of a Marquis Mansion young master to co roaming with you."
Ugh, he felt so dejected. He’s been away from ho for so long, even his cousin has beco the Emperor and his beautiful dad has beco the Lord Marquis, and yet here he is, the young master of the Marquis Mansion, reduced to being kidnapped.
"Bah, don’t push everything onto ." The old man, questioned again, was unhappy, "Look, they clearly ca to capture you."
"Capture ?" Yangyang’s eyes rolled. "No way, what for? To threaten my beautiful dad?"
Yangyang thought, is the old man telling the truth or lying? Who would want to capture him?
"No, you’re bluffing . It surely isn’t to capture . I never make enemies with anyone, how could it be to capture ?"
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