"What’s going on? Why did we stop?" Celestial Master Zhang asked impatiently from inside.

"M-M-Master, I...I don’t know what’s happening. A lot of people are running toward us. We don’t know if we’ve encountered bandits or not. Master, what should we do?" The carriage driver said nervously, seeing the chaotic crowd surging toward him.

"Nonsense, what bandits? This is the Capital under the emperor’s rule. Unless the bandits have the Courage of Bear’s Heart and Leopard’s Gall, they wouldn’t dare come here to cause trouble."

As Celestial Master Zhang spoke, he pulled aside the curtain, took a step down without even looking...

The surging crowd happened to rush right in front of him, knocking Celestial Master Zhang to the ground. In the midst of panic, someone trampled him multiple times, causing him to let out a pig-like screech.

But there were so many people, and the noise was overwhelming. In the chaos, everyone was too busy fleeing to notice they’d knocked someone down.

The carriage driver sat on the carriage, watching Celestial Master Zhang fall to the ground, trampled by the crowd on his back, head throbbing rapidly. It took him quite a while to react before he quickly jumped off the carriage, rushed to Celestial Master Zhang’s side, and protected him while yelling at the crowd: "How dare you? Trampling Celestial Master Zhang? Do you believe I won’t chop off your heads?"

However, his shouting was quickly drowned out by the cries of the crowd. He, too, was knocked to the ground inadvertently, pressing down on Celestial Master Zhang.

"Ouch, it hurts! You worthless servant, get off me." Celestial Master Zhang nearly got trampled into a pancake by the crowd. Now the carriage driver had fallen onto him, making things even worse.

The carriage driver tried several times to struggle and stand up, but the surging crowd pushed him down again. His heart was filled with distress, constantly roaring internally, Master, even I didn’t want this. I was forced into it!

Finally, when the surging crowd passed, the carriage driver climbed up from Celestial Master Zhang, panicked, knelt on the ground, and said tremblingly, "Honorable Celestial Master, spare me! I didn’t intentionally press on you. It’s... it’s those people who rushed at me just now."

Celestial Master Zhang embarrassingly climbed up from the ground, his pristine clothes trampled to black, his hairpin fallen, hair disheveled, his face bruised blue and purple, swollen like a pig’s head with distorted features.

At this moment, Celestial Master Zhang’s heart was collapsing. For a dignified Celestial Master, to be trampled like this on the street by civilians.

"You useless servant, how are you doing your job? You didn’t even help me block those Unruly People. You even added a foot, joining them in trampling me." Having made such a spectacle, Celestial Master Zhang was so angry that smoke was practically coming out of his head.

The carriage driver kneeling on the ground kept kowtowing: "Mercy, Celestial Master, I really didn’t mean it. They pushed me. If you don’t believe me, Celestial Master, look, I have many footprints on me too."

The carriage driver spoke while turning around, showing the footprints on his back to Celestial Master Zhang.

Celestial Master Zhang glanced and indeed saw the carriage driver’s back covered in dense footprints, indicating he’d been trampled quite badly too.

Celestial Master Zhang muttered to himself: "What on earth happened? Could it be that a murderous Demon incident occurred, causing a riot among the Capital’s citizens?"

Seeing Celestial Master Zhang no longer scolding him, the carriage driver felt relief, looked toward the War Prince’s Mansion, and said, "Master, those people seemed to be running from the War Prince’s Mansion."

Celestial Master Zhang looked up, seeing dozens of people still standing at the entrance of the War Prince’s Mansion, and said, "Carriage driver, quickly come over, help me into the carriage, let’s go to the War Prince’s Mansion to see what’s going on."