The broken carriage and the dead horse were tied together, the carriage capsized, and the teacher fell out of the window into the ditch, trapped under the carriage body.
Fortunately, the width and depth of the ditch were just enough to accommodate a person. Otherwise, the carriage would have directly crushed down, and the teacher might have ended up as cold as the coachman.
Without wasting words, Qin Yao drew out the dagger she carried with her, cut the reins between the carriage and the horse, and propped up the carriage wall with her arms, lifting the heavy carriage entirely.
A figure was exposed before them, gasping for air. Liu Qi hurriedly climbed down to carry the teacher out.
The teacher's dusty blue jacket was in tatters, his hair disheveled, with his cap long lost. His exposed skin was full of small scratches, and his condition seemed far from good.
Qin Yao released her grip, and the carriage fell with a bang, shattering into pieces.
