"Sir, Sir!"
"Sir~~"
The seven or eight attendants immediately panicked, quickly pulling the reins tight, and even two of them jumped off their horses trying to catch their young master.
However, they were a bit too late. The young master smashed directly onto the ground and, due to the fast speed of the horse, he rolled several times before stopping.
Instant chaos ensued at the scene.
Crowds of attendants surrounded the young master, both inquiring and checking his injuries.
The surrounding passersby kept retreating further and further.
"Who is it? Who dares to ambush me!"
The young master, albeit sturdy, clutched his forehead and clamored to his feet, howling in anger.
Seeing that he wasn't seriously hurt, the attendants breathed a sigh of relieve and started shouting, seeking out the assailant.
"Miss, that's the Prefect's son; you should leave quickly!"
