Chapter 1627 - 1629: We’re Here to Collect a Debt
"Uncle, it’s not that we don’t want to leave, it’s just that something has come up again to delay us," Yangyang eagerly explained to Luo Linhao, then added, "Uncle, can you take me horse riding?"
"Have your dad take you." Horse riding is all about that exhilarating speed. Riding with a kid slows down the horse quite a bit; it might as well be a carriage ride.
"My handsome dad hasn’t fully recovered yet, he can’t go riding." Yangyang stretched out a hand towards Luo Linhao, "Uncle, dear uncle, please take me?"
"No way. Ride in the carriage on your own."
Seeing he wouldn’t take him, Yangyang pouted and quickly shouted, "Auntie, future uncle won’t take me riding, help, come and tell him off."
"Pfft..." Mu Shaoling chuckled, "You’re good, already calling for reinforcements."
Luo Linhao had a sheepish look on his face.
But Yangyang looked very pleased, ready to shout again at any moment.
"Alright, alright, I’ll take you, okay? Geez, you’re such a little rascal."
"Hehe, I knew future uncle is the most sensible." Once on the horse, Yangyang quipped, almost making Luo Linhao toss him off in anger.
"Yangyang, who did you encounter on the road that caused trouble?"
Once the carriage started moving, Mu Shaoling rode alongside Luo Linhao, riding their horses side by side as he asked Yangyang.
"Who else? That Prefect," Yangyang snorted, "That old guy, he’s so annoying, hired a bunch of women to block the road, insisting my handsome dad explain the grave digging issue. What a weirdo. After those women left, the Prefect was even more ridiculous, tried to show off his acting prefect status, even wanted my handsome dad to salute him. The nerve."
"Pfft..." Mu Shaoling laughed, "Did your dad salute him?"
"Handsome dad cupped his fist, but when he wanted dad to bow, my brother stepped in. Oh uncle, my brother was awesome! He went right in and said, ’This King’s business is none of your concern, you should all bow to this King.’ Haha, the Prefect’s face went green when he saw my brother."
Yangyang laughed so hard he swayed on the horse.
Causing Luo Linhao to give him a pat, "Sit still, or you’ll fall off."
Mu Shaoling also laughed, thinking that the Ye Family kid is a clever one, with such a status, how could he be bullied?
"Hey, uncle, do you see all those people up ahead?"
Luo Linhao also noticed those people up front, each wearing tattered clothes, and their hair looked like it hadn’t been washed in days, clearly beggars, but what were so many beggars doing in the middle of the road?
"What are they up to?" Luo Linhao muttered to himself in confusion.
"Uncle Shaoling, do you know what they’re doing?" Yangyang turned to ask Mu Shaoling.
Mu Shaoling’s horse also slowed down at this point, and he shrugged at the question, "How would I know what they’re doing? Are they here for you?"
"No way!" Yangyang shouted, "I don’t even know them."
Soon the horses approached the front, and the beggars still hadn’t dispersed. They stood hand in hand, blocking the way.
"Why are you blocking the way?" Luo Linhao asked.
"We’re here to collect a debt!" said the leading beggar.
"Collect a debt?" Luo Linhao was taken aback, "You must be mistaken. Do you know who you’re blocking? How could we owe you anything?"