After a while, Old Lin also bought quite a bit of grains and vegetables. Of course, he didn't leave yet, waiting for Gong Cheng to take him inside to meet those two.
Today, it wasn't just Old Lin who came to find Gong Cheng to inquire about the two; there were quite a few others.
However, Gong Cheng dismissed them all with 'They haven't returned yet, but should be back soon,' because who knows if some of them came specifically to gather intel?
After everyone left, Gong Cheng finally let Old Lin in.
"What happened to your face? Got hit?" he asked Old Lin on the way to his second brother's tent.
"Yeah, that's right."
Old Lin raised his hand, touched the bruise on his face, and it really hurt.
After being kicked out last night, he was afraid the assassin might strike again, so he tried to quickly gather the people outside. He was in such a hurry to stand up that he banged his head on the table corner.
At the time, it didn't feel like much, just a bit painful.
