Situ Changge shielded Xiang Yun behind his body and said coldly, "Ladies and gentlemen, today's incident was caused by the horse carriage being startled and was not due to human error. We will take full responsibility for the injuries sustained. Please go to Yishan Hall for treatment—all medical fees will be covered by us. Furthermore, any loss of wages and nutrition expenses due to injuries will also be fully compensated by us!"
"As for you,"
his gaze fixed on the drunkard, he said chillingly, "The knife on your body is worth twenty taels. If that's not enough, I can give you a few more!" As he spoke, his wrist flicked, and he suddenly had two thin knives in his hand, gleaming coldly in the sunlight.
Although the man was drunk, he saw the killing aura in Situ Changge's eyes. He stepped back, swallowed hard, and holding his injured wrist, said, "Enough, enough..."
As he spoke, he made his way through the crowd and staggered off.
