Starting with a cub, the superpower boss becomes the richest man by lying flat

Chapter 154 I'm a scoundrel!
"Pfft~" Chu Yu couldn't help but burst out laughing.

As the eldest son and next heir of the Qian family, a royal merchant family, Young Master Qian has had a smooth life since birth and has never suffered such a great injustice. How dare a village girl from a remote mountain village say such things to him? It is an utter disgrace!
He pointed at Lin Xin, his face ashen, and said, "Who do you think you are? How dare you talk to me like that? Do you even know who I am?"

Lin Xin shook her skirt, dislodging a small insect that had landed on it, before slowly saying, "What does how I talk have to do with who you are? And what are you anyway, daring to ask me that question?"

"I'm not a thing! Ugh! Ugh ugh ugh ugh... Ugh~" Before he could finish his rant, he felt something go into his mouth. He instinctively bit down, and a mouthful of fishy and bitter juice filled his entire mouth. He spat for a long time but still felt like he hadn't gotten it all out, and he couldn't help but gag.

"Young Master, Young Master..." Some of his followers stepped forward to surround him to see what was going on, while others pointed at Lin Xin and shouted that she had offended the Qian family and would be in for a world of hurt.

"We're in a hurry to get going, let's go!" Lin Xin didn't bother with them. Now wasn't a good time to make a move. She would have plenty of opportunities to teach these people a lesson later. She said to Chu Yu.

Chu Yu suppressed a laugh and clasped his hands in a fist salute to Young Master Qian, who was rinsing his mouth vigorously after taking a water pouch from his subordinate. "Young Master Qian, if we have no further advice, we'll be leaving now. There are important matters awaiting us in the capital!"

"Ptooey!" He spat out the water in his mouth. Although there was still a fishy and bitter taste left, it was much better than before. At least Young Master Qian could barely hold back from vomiting. His original plan was to make sure that the person they were looking for was not in the carriage, and then ridicule Chu Yu a couple of times before letting him leave. However, faced with Chu Yu's seemingly provocative words and actions, he felt a surge of anger rush to his head. Without thinking, he pounced on Lin Xin in the carriage.

Then······
With a "bang," he flew backward at an even faster speed than he had when he lunged forward, crashing to the ground. He spat out a mouthful of blood, clutched his stomach where he had been kicked, and curled up in a ball.

Lin Xin slowly withdrew her foot, straightened her skirt, and glanced lightly at the young master Qian lying on the ground. "Can we leave now?"

Although Young Master Qian wanted to stop it, his rationality had been kicked back by that kick, and he knew that he couldn't stop it with his own abilities, so he simply pretended to be in too much pain to respond.

Lin Xin scoffed, "Let's go!"

"Alright!" Chu Yu raised the riding whip in his hand without any hesitation.

Young Master Qian gasped in pain, but he couldn't resist his sharp tongue. After taking a couple of deep breaths, he lowered his voice but still managed to get everyone to hear him: "Chu Yu, I didn't expect that after losing Xiao Lian, you'd found another shrew! I just wonder how many kicks your body can take!"

The people following behind him started jeering almost as soon as he finished speaking, showing that this kind of thing happened often and they coordinated perfectly!
Chu Yu's eyes suddenly turned gloomy. He gripped the riding whip tightly and kept telling himself that the young prince was still in the carriage and that getting out of here was the most important thing.

Seeing his performance, Young Master Qian finally felt that he had won the round and was in a much better mood. After the initial sharp pain in his stomach subsided, he also felt much better. Just as he was about to get up, he suddenly felt as if he was being pricked by several needles at the same time, and he couldn't help but cry out "Ah!"

"Young Master, what's wrong?" His followers were startled by his terrible screams and, forgetting all about making a fuss, rushed over and tried to help him up from the ground.

"Ah~" The henchman closest to him suddenly let out the same scream as him, his body began to tremble violently, and soon he involuntarily collapsed to the ground.

Immediately afterward, two more people did the same thing. The remaining people exchanged glances and cautiously stopped in their tracks. Suddenly, a faint smell of blood filled the air. The uninjured people became alert, forming a circle back to back, their eyes scanning the area within sight, trying to find the cause of injury to Young Master Qian and his three companions.

However, they gained nothing.

Chu Yu also smelled the blood, and his heart tightened. He secretly raised his vigilance to the highest level.

A satisfied smile played on Lin Xin's lips as she lightly snapped her fingers, and the four men, led by Young Master Qian, began another round of screams.

Chu Yu's body trembled slightly. If it weren't for the fact that the young prince was still in the carriage, he would have almost jumped off the carriage to see what was going on.

"Let's go! They probably aren't in the mood to stop us now," Lin Xin's indifferent voice came from inside the carriage.

Chu Yu reflexively started the carriage, but his heart was in turmoil. If he wasn't mistaken, the screams of Young Master Qian and the others were probably related to Miss Lin. But he clearly didn't feel that she had left the carriage. How did she do that?

Next, they encountered a steady stream of people heading this way. Some avoided their carriage, while others deliberately approached it. They both knew that the other was trying to determine whether the person they wanted to ambush was inside the carriage.

This time, not only Chu Yu, but even Lin Xin was excessively obedient, allowing those people to approach the carriage and peer inside using all sorts of bizarre methods.

This happened three times, with increasingly longer intervals between each occurrence. After the last time, no one approached their carriage until dawn.

Chu Yu let out a deep breath, knowing that he had temporarily passed this hurdle.

“Miss Lin, the town is just ahead. Should we go in or go around from the outside?” Chu Yu now completely believed Mo Ziyuan’s advice to “listen to Miss Lin’s opinions along the way” and asked her, pointing to the fork in the road ahead.

"Let's go around that route, walk a bit further and find a place to stop. After you have lunch, you can rest for a while and I'll catch up with the carriage." Lin Xin lifted the carriage curtain and looked outside, realizing that they had already traveled a third of the way, so she said.

"No need to rest. When we were on the march, it was common to go three to five days without sleep." Chu Yu would never dare to get into the carriage to rest with Lin Xin and the little prince, so he quickly refused.

“Alright,” Lin Xin thought for a moment, then took out a box of modified “missile heads” she had collected during the apocalypse from her spatial storage and handed it to Chu Yu through the car curtain. “Take one if you get sleepy.”

"This is..." Chu Yu held it in his hand, then opened the tin box. Caught off guard, a strong sour smell hit him right in the head, and he immediately felt saliva "whooshing" down the sides of his tongue.