Even if only a small group of people produced flying carriages, the royalty fees Lu Yang received could still make him insanely rich. 

Previously, Lu Yang had assumed that the patent was still under review and that mass production of the flying carriage had yet to begin, so he pushed the matter to the back of his mind.

But now, the flying carriage was blatantly soaring away. There’s no way the patent hadn’t been approved.

Could it be that Fifth Elder has a kind face but an evil heart, embezzling my royalties?

The thought flickered through his mind, but he immediately dismissed it.

Fifth Elder wouldn’t stoop to coveting such petty profits.

Whatever. I’ll just ask Fifth Elder when I see him. Lu Yang shelved the issue.

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The old horse pulled the carriage to the foot of the mountain, where a newly built inn stood. Since the Qing Province Grand Ceremony would last seven days, they couldn’t let...