While eating, we overheard someone speaking. “I’m from the mountain tribe, Sean Sebastopol. I heard that you were so skilled at your craft. I also heard that your father is an official of the heavenly court. I want to be a part of your group," a man wearing a green hanfu dress uniform said to the others who were wearing blue. I glanced at them and started watching their interaction.
Those who were wearing blue started laughing at him. “Oh, look at this guy. He is trying to fit in with us. Just keep on dreaming. Go away!” The man from earlier, whose name I think was Shifan, rudely declared. The other guy felt embarrassed and left right away.
As I remember the man, I feel pity for him. I'm always told to stay away and never bother them when I just want to make friends. It hurts. I ate my
