A GIRL AND HER BEST FRIENDS TIME TRAVEL TO ANCIENT TIMES

Chapter 8

"Young Master, there is a... girl with strange clothing blocking the carriage," said someone at this time, while the young man called Young Master lifted the curtain.

Su Mo looked at him. He was wearing a light green Daoist robe, exuding the air of a scholarly refinement. One could tell at a glance that he was a well-read man.

"Sir, my friend is injured and has difficulty walking. Could you please help us into the city?" Su Mo politely asked.

"Young Master, this girl's clothing clearly shows she is no proper lady. You must not let her ruin your reputation," A Yi spoke up to stop him.

Su Mo: "..."

A person's eyes could not hide their emotions. Su Mo glared fiercely at A Yi, frightening him into a shiver.

"Young Sir is clearly a learned man, so why do you judge others by their appearance?" came Sang Li's voice from behind Su Mo, as she walked over with a limp.

"Even if the Young Sir is unwilling to bring us along, it was improper for your coachman to insult my sister. Our clothing may be different from yours, but as a learned man, you should understand that the world is vast, and every place has its own customs and habits. It may be novel to you, but that does not give you the right to insult a young lady - that only shows your own lack of manners."

"You..." A Yi was rendered speechless by Sang Li's retort.

The young man looked at Sang Li, a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

"A Yi, apologize to this young lady," said the man.

Reluctantly, A Yi said, "I'm sorry, Miss. I spoke out of turn."

"You think a mere apology will suffice?" Su Mo put her hands on her hips. "If apologies solved everything, what use would there be for... courts of law?!"

"You... What more do you want?" A Yi had never met such an unyielding woman.

"Bring us into the city!" demanded Su Mo.

"Dear Sir, my sister and I would be deeply grateful if you could give us a ride into the city," Sang Li said to the man with a slight smile.

The two played perfectly off each other, one aggressive and one gentle.

"A Yi, let them onto the carriage," said the man as he lowered the curtain and retreated into the carriage.

A Yi pursed his lips. His young lord was really too kindhearted and easily persuaded!

With a huff, A Yi took the reins of the horses and prepared to depart.

"Wait! I have another friend!" Su Mo immediately ran off. She went over to support Wu Ying, who was still masked and heavily injured but now holding a sword, and brought him over.

Seeing Wu Ying's mask and injuries and the sword he carried, A Yi's mouth fell open in shock and alarm. "You... Who on earth are you people?!"

"Your master already gave permission, can't you stop talking now?" Su Mo silenced A Yi with a warning glare.

A Yi: "..."

Su Mo helped Sang Li and Wu Ying onto the carriage. The young man inside was also taken aback at the sight of the injured swordsman.

"Young Lord... They are..." A Yi was still somewhat concerned.

"No more questions. Let's be on our way," said the young man.

A Yi scowled before grudgingly taking up the reins to drive the carriage off.

With four people now crammed inside, the carriage grew markedly more crowded.