After the car successfully left the small town, Wang Zhongyu didn't stop but continued driving for a while until he reached a relatively safe and secluded area in the outskirts before bringing the car to a steady stop.
Once the car was stable, he immediately ran to the back to open the cargo door and climbed into the carriage. He went to check on the man he'd been worried about all along who was hit.
"How is he? Xiao Wen, is he awake?"
Wen Quanxin nodded, "Just woke up, but he's very weak, seems to be pretty injured."
"I see!" Although Wang Zhongyu was feeling guilty, he knew that even if he had killed the man just now, he wouldn't need to bear any responsibility. Yet he still couldn't harden his heart entirely.
"Hey, brother, how are you? I'm really sorry about earlier; you suddenly appeared, and I didn't have time to react and hit you. My apologies."
