Although Han Jie was furious at this moment, he also knew he needed to deal with the problem of his clothes.

Xia Liang nodded, quickly found a public restroom, pulled the car over by the roadside, and Han Jie hurriedly jumped out.

Watching Han Jie's back, Xia Liang let out a cold laugh; that "accident" just now had been deliberate on his part.

Originally he hadn't wanted to bother with the guy; after all, the other party only had a one‑day itinerary, and once today was over they wouldn't have any further contact.

But what the other guy had just said in the car was really disgusting, and maybe even the heavens couldn't stand it, conveniently sending a traffic jam his way.

Xia Liang naturally didn't hesitate and stomped the brake pedal, and sure enough, the arrogant Han Jie ruined his face on the spot.

"Sigh, it's just a pity about my seat cushion."

Xia Liang glanced at his seat cushion, a trace of regret in his eyes; the other guy had bled too much, so the cushion was stained with fresh blood, reeking of a bloody smell.

Someone getting hurt didn't matter to Xia Liang, but his heart ached for his ruined cushion.

"Once this guy's tour is over, I'd better just change to a new car, so I don't gross myself out."

As Xia Liang was thinking this, Han Jie walked out of the restroom. Although his nosebleed had stopped, the blood on his clothes couldn't be washed out with water. He was wearing white shirt and white pants to begin with, which made the blood even more conspicuous—especially the blood around his crotch, which made the passersby all glance sideways.

A young guy that age, and his period came.

Back in the car, Han Jie's face was frosty. He had intended to make Dragon Country people lose face, but instead he'd ended up making a fool of himself like this.

He wanted to lash out at Xia Liang again, but viewers in the livestream were all blaming him for not wearing a seat belt, so he could only drop it.

If he kept blaming Xia Liang, it would definitely stir up a lot of dissatisfaction among his fans, especially those foreigners, who might end up hating Stick Country even more.

"Mr. Xia Liang, I was too impatient just now. This really was my fault. It happened because I didn't wear my seat belt."

Even though he felt stifled inside, Han Jie still apologized to Xia Liang, while fastening his seat belt.

With Han Jie's apology, the tone of those foreigners in the livestream also shifted. Plus the assist from Stick Country viewers, and very quickly Han Jie established the positive image of someone who corrects his mistakes as soon as he makes them.

But Han Jie's heart was icy; later he was definitely going to look for more chances to belittle Dragon Country. If possible, he'd even make Xia Liang pay a price—he wasn't someone who could be bullied this easily.

"Mr. Han Jie, no need to apologize—after all, you're the one who got hurt. Just remember to compensate me for the seat cushion, and we're good."

Xia Liang put his smile back on. As a Tour Guide, a smiling service attitude was, of course, a must.

But looking at the smile on Xia Liang's face, Han Jie felt no matter how he looked at it, the guy was laughing at him; it was infuriating.

For the rest of the ride, Han Jie did behave more honestly and didn't criticize Dragon Country anymore, and Xia Liang didn't make things hard for him either; after all, the other party was still his employer right now.

The car stopped by the roadside again; mainly because Han Jie needed to buy a change of clothes.

As his Tour Guide, Xia Liang naturally had to get out with him, but he kept a good distance from Han Jie.

That bright red area at the guy's crotch was just too eye‑catching. A passing Dragon Country dude even grabbed Xia Liang and asked if Han Jie had just come back from Teluo Country and, because his surgery had failed, that was why there was such a pool of red there.

As for these bros' questions, Xia Liang didn't say anything, but he did shake his head and sigh.

Immediately, those bros all looked at Han Jie with sympathy. Such a young guy, how did he end up a eunuch?

They went into a menswear store, and after picking for a while, Han Jie finally left under the store clerk's strange gaze.

"Xia Liang, why were they looking at me like that?"

Although he was really annoyed with Xia Liang, the way everyone around him was staring made him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles, so he had no choice but to ask.

"That was a look of kindness."

Xia Liang really didn't know how to explain it to him, so he just made something up. Fortunately, Han Jie didn't dwell on it. Once they got back in the car, Xia Liang drove toward the Terracotta Warriors Museum.

Half an hour later, the two of them arrived outside the museum, and there were already quite a few tourists there.

"Dear fans, we've now arrived at Dragon Country's Terracotta Warriors Museum. Inside are clay figures that are over a thousand years old. Next I'll take all of you in to have a look."

After getting out of the car, Han Jie started interacting with his fans again while heading into the museum.

"Mr. Han Jie, the Terracotta Warriors Museum is a site museum built over the original pits of the Terracotta Army, and there are three pits in total."

"We're now in front of the largest one, Pit No.1. It's rectangular and is the main battle formation of chariots and infantry mixed together. Pit No.1 covers more than fourteen thousand square meters. Inside the pit there are 2.5‑meter‑wide rammed‑earth partition walls that form a layout of nine bays from north to south, surrounded by a corridor. Here they unearthed Tao Tong Qian Jin Respect, eight war chariots, 240 terracotta horses and soldiers, and nearly ten thousand pieces of various bronze ware..." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝕨𝕖𝗯𝚗𝚘𝕧𝕖𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝕞

Listening to Xia Liang's explanation, even Han Jie, who hadn't cared much before, was deeply shocked when he saw the Terracotta Warriors with his own eyes. Standing above and looking down, he could see at the eastern end three rows of infantry figures facing east, sixty‑eight in each row—these were the vanguard of the formation. Behind them, thirty‑eight marching columns of alternating chariots and infantry formed the main body of the army formation. On the north and south sides and at the western end of the pit there were horizontal lines of troops, acting as the flanks and rear guard.

At that moment, Han Jie seemed to have traveled back two thousand years and was seeing these armored soldiers before him, clad in iron and gripping their weapons, their momentum grand and unstoppable.

He saw an ancient battlefield filled with earth‑shaking battle cries and neighing war chariots!

"They're just some clay figures, what's the big deal."

Before coming in, Han Jie had been thinking about how he would nitpick later.

But now, looking at the Terracotta Warriors in front of him, maybe he was intimidated by the lingering killing aura of the Qin army from two thousand years ago. A nameless panic arose in his heart, and he could only mutter under his breath.

Xia Liang ignored him and continued walking toward Pit No.2.

"Mr. Han Jie, Pit No.2 is north of Pit No.1. This pit contains the elite of the Qin army, because it revealed the mystery of our Dragon Country ancients' battle formations. Pit No.2 is up to ninety‑six meters long, with a maximum width of eighty‑four meters from north to south, a depth of five meters, and an area of more than sixty hundred square meters. Pit No.2 is made up of four units in total. The first unit, on the east side, consists of kneeling and standing archer figures. The second unit, in the southern half of the pit, is made up of four‑horse war chariots. The eastern infantry phalanx and the armored general figures have on their chest, back, and both shoulders a total of eight colored floral knots, which highlight their rank and prestige in the army."