Sage Qian got up early again today, and as soon as he got dressed, he couldn't wait to head downstairs. The apprentices were still asleep, and he had no patience to wait for them. He ran through the inn on his own and, once on the street, he saw the heavy chariot, only to notice Sage Yu poking his head out of the hatch on top of the turret.
What the hell, why is the hatch on this heavy chariot so small? It was the first time Sage Qian regretted having his elf-size body—it was too big. Yesterday, he tried to enter the vehicle's body and almost got stuck.
Fortunately, Lord Malin pulled him out of that damned hole. Otherwise, Sage Qian might have been the first sage in history to get stuck in the turret hatch.
Dying like that would be truly embarrassing.
