Bound with slender string, the cured meat, some oil, and a bag of fine rice over my shoulder, I said, "Hmm, such gifts, as a junior meeting an elder, aren't they a bit insufficient..."
Shaking Light replied with a calm voice, "If you were to meet Mr. Po Jun like this."
"He would thoroughly air-dry the meat and store away the rice, so that when he's old and near death, he could still point to the fish and say, 'This was given to me by my lord, who personally visited me back in the day.'"
Li Guanyi couldn't help but laugh, shook his head, and said,
"Mr. Po Jun certainly wouldn't do such a thing."
However, this thought calmed and quieted Li Guanyi's heart considerably. He reached out, knocked on the door, and waited quite politely for a while, before someone came to tell him, "Young man, there's nobody living here, what are you knocking for?"
Li Guanyi asked in confusion, "Isn't this the Yuan Family's place?"
"The Yuan Family?"
