The coachman was completely dumbfounded. He didn't expect that this business would be so difficult to do.
Not to mention the money, if he was not careful enough, he would lose his life.
Obviously, the coachman was scared out of his wits, and he trembled all over.
"Sir, today is a free ride for you. I don't want the money."
"I will leave here now. I will never expose all your whereabouts."
He said in a trembling voice, not daring to take a deep breath.
Nodding approvingly, Ixtal put down his hand and wiped the pistol in his hand.
"I'm just kidding. Don't be too nervous."
"I will pay you as usual."
He looked relaxed and cozy, just like a demon whispering.
How dare the coachman ask for money after experiencing this?
He shook his head with a miserable smile and immediately mounted the horse.
"No, No. I'm not qualified to accept your money."
The carriage turned around and was about to turn back.