The carriage ambled north, its wheels clattering over the cobblestone path. Pedestrians, upon seeing the carriage, quickly made way, standing by the roadside with slight bows, only daring to straighten up and continue on their way once it had passed.
If the carriage encountered a sedan chair on the road, the sedan chair had to immediately stop and set down, waiting for the carriage to go by before continuing.
After losing the reins, Chen Ji didn't bother with anything else and leaned back in the carriage, closing his eyes to rest. Old Ears was humming a little tune, looking quite pleased with himself, and he remained unbothered by the clouds hovering above him.
Bai Xingzhen's gaze darted between the two men and occasionally glanced at the clouds, growing more puzzled with each look.
Unable to control his curiosity, he pointed at Chen Ji's back and asked Old Ears: "What's your relationship with him?"
Old Ears stroked his beard and hesitated: "I suppose I'm half his master."
