Chapter 1114: Stranded in the Streets
The passerby was just about to lose his temper when he suddenly felt a chill on his neck. Looking down, he saw a dagger glinting coldly against his skin, making him shiver uncontrollably. "You... What do you want?" he stammered in fear.
"I’m asking you—whose mansion does the carriage that just passed belong to?"
"Wh-which one?" The passerby looked pitiful, his face contorted with grievance. He was leisurely strolling the streets, joyful one moment, and the next, calamity had struck from nowhere.
"The luxurious carriage that just went by."
"I...I don’t know! I was just... just walking around, that’s all! P-please, Master, spare me! We... we don’t know each other, and there’s no grudge between us!" The passerby felt utterly wronged but couldn’t voice his frustration—he was just out for a walk and somehow ended up being accosted. It was beyond unlucky.
The dwarf’s cruelty was something Zhang San had witnessed firsthand. Afraid the dwarf might strike again, Zhang San hurriedly tried to mediate, "Brother, this man probably doesn’t know. If he knew, he would’ve said it by now. Leave it be, let’s ask someone else."
The dwarf glanced coldly at the pale-faced passerby. Only then did he reluctantly withdraw his dagger. He released him, uttering a single ominous word: "Scram!"
The passerby, as if granted a pardon, scrambled away on all fours, fleeing from what to him was a demon-like figure.
Just a moment ago, when the wind brushed past the carriage, the dwarf had clearly seen Xuexue sitting inside.
However, the carriage was moving too fast. By the time he reacted, it had already disappeared into the distance.
Noticing the sullen look on the dwarf’s face, Zhang San thought for a moment and cautiously suggested, "Brother, how about I go ask around for you, see whose mansion that carriage belongs to?"
If the dwarf didn’t speak and simply blended into the crowd, no one would pay much attention. But the moment he interacted with others, his hideous face would be exposed to them.