The carriage moved slowly, and he lifted the curtain for one last look outside, seeing Luo Hai waving goodbye with the government officials, his smile glaring under the sunlight.
Once Wei Dabao's carriage turned the corner, Luo Hai couldn't hold back his laughter.
He patted the advisor on the shoulder, "Did you see that? They say you insult someone but don't slap their face, yet Prince's move was like slapping Wei Dabao across the face left and right!"
The government officials also laughed heartily, some even clutching their chests and mimicking Wei Dabao, shouting loudly, "What the hell!"
The air in front of the county government office was filled with joy, and this happiness was built on Wei Dabao's heartache.
Suppressing his anger, Wei Dabao returned to the woodshed of the inn where he was temporarily staying.
And that night, the Jingzhou Royal Mansion in Jingzhou City faced a particularly restless night.
