"Listen up, the convoy ahead, you have three breaths to clear the official road and move to one side, or face the consequences." Joy Webb shouted loudly, his voice quite loud, and when he called out, many people in the giant ape convoy ahead turned back to look.
But it was just a glance back, nothing more; the convoy did not stop, and some even laughed heartily.
What a joke, giving them three breaths to make way? The one behind is a featherless bird cart, the lowest grade of vehicles. Where would wealthy or noble houses use such featherless bird carts?
It's embarrassing to watch!
So Joy Webb's shouting only drew ridicule from the people ahead.
"Time's up, I've already given them a chance." Yusuf Zuck took out the small engraving knife; he was eager to hurry along the road partly because he wanted to chase the Princess ahead!
