Not wanting his wife to be frightened, Fu Chen'an held back his aura and shook his head. "It's nothing."
Yao Zhi took out ten coins and handed them to Xiao Hu while saying, "Brother, here is payment for my husband and me."
Xiao Hu reached out to accept the money and glanced at Fu Chen'an. He stared at Yao Zhi for a moment before he said, "Come up."
Today, the cart was packed as usual. Since most of the passengers were women, Fu Chen'an sat in the driver's seat. With him sitting beside Xiao Hu, he could see the calluses on his hands.
The callouses were formed from years of wielding a sword. Just from this alone, he knew that this young man's background must not be simple.
Xiao Hu drove the cart calmly as if he didn't notice Fu Chen'an's gaze. When they arrived at the town, he said, "We are here."
