Just as everyone was in a panic, shouting and charging forward, frightening the pedestrians nearby into screaming and evading, Yu Wenye suddenly pulled the reins and stopped ahead.
The Imperial Guards chasing closely behind were caught off guard and nearly collided with him.
Everyone was still in shock, not knowing what had happened. Wang Shaoji galloped forward on his horse, looking at him standing calmly there, then glanced around with reddened eyes, angrily saying, "You, what are you doing?"
Yu Wenye calmly replied, "Nothing."
"Nothing, why are you running?"
"Riding a horse, isn't it for running?"
"..."
His composed and nonchalant demeanor made Wang Shaoji's earlier panic seem like a joke, angering him to the point his mouth was crooked.
Soon, Shang Ruyi, following behind them, also appeared somewhat flustered.
