"I won't do anything to you. And I believe you won't scream."

The driver still had a simple and honest look on his face, but his words chilled the servant boy's spine. "But you must remember your status. This main seat is not for you to sit on. You must be careful at all times. Didn't Jiang Ping teach you that?"

"You are..." The servant said in shock, "No wonder, no wonder they said Ruan Shihao's inspector was someone else. It turned out to be you... I didn't expect it. Come to think of it, you've been with Ruan Shihao for at least three years, if not four. It's unexpected that you're here so early."

"How many years? It doesn't matter. You can find out by asking." The hot breath exhaled by the coachman sprayed on the servant's face, neutralizing the cold sweat on his face. I wonder if it made the servant feel a little bit of warmth.

"This is my first and last warning. You've gotten carried away." The driver spoke quietly, but it was like a bolt from the blue to the servant's ears. "Don't do anything beyond your station as a servant, like that chick he helped you keep at the brothel."

The driver grinned. "You didn't refuse, which disappointed the higher-ups. But you didn't go either, so they think you can still be saved. Otherwise, this wouldn't be a warning. You know what happens to betrayers, and you also know you can't escape."

The driver kept busy as he spoke, and by the time he finished, he had already changed the cover of the last cushion. He then smiled at the servant with his simple and honest face, and while packing up the dirty things he had changed, apparently preparing to take them out to wash, he said to the servant, "Now, you can rest for a while. After all, there's still work to do."

Then the driver turned around and got out of the carriage.

It was only a few minutes, but the boy felt it was longer than his entire life. Perhaps the driver was right, and he really should rest and think about the important things.

The driver outside the carriage was bored and hummed a folk song from southern Cambodia. It was said that that was the driver's hometown, and he would sing a few lines whenever he missed home. The servant remembered that he had always thought the driver was a countryman from southern Cambodia.

Now it seems that it's all damn weird and no one can be trusted.