The coachman took a deep breath, closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate, and shouted, "Whose carriage is this, so rampant that it blocks the entire road, preventing so many people from passing? Is there no sense of propriety or shame?"
The young man was satisfied and hummed before shrinking back into the carriage.
After this shout, the three carriages suddenly fell silent, but the surroundings became noisy, with cries of "Yes, yes, we need to get through! With the road blocked like this, how are we to proceed?"
After all, early in the morning, people were either off to work or school, especially those going to school.
This street was the main route to the Imperial Academy; early in the morning, at least half of the students from the Six Academies who lived outside had to take this road to school.
