Cheng Yuge's anger had not subsided, but he could not make things difficult for the old man's sincere attitude. He placed the chair back beside me and accepted the apology.
Before I could recover from the shock, Lin Xian said to the old man in an abnormal way, "You don't need to be so polite, sir. May I ask if you have come from Yun Country?"
"You really have a discerning eye, Young Lady. I've come from Cloud Country to buy ginseng especially in the capital city. I should have returned two days ago, but the heavy snow delayed my journey. These days there were many people in the capital city, so I couldn't find a place to eat or stay. I booked the ship in the afternoon and prepared to set off after dinner," the old man said, shaking his beard.
A hint of vigilance flashed through Lin Xian
