The freckle-faced boy left a good impression on Fang Zhen.
The boy might be poor, but he was polite and kind.
"You, come here," Fang Zhen said, pointing at the boy.
Having just received a favor from Fang Zhen, the boy was very obedient. He immediately walked over and asked, "Are you calling me, sir?"
"Yes. What's your name?" Fang Zhen asked.
"My name is Leon, sir," Leon replied.
"Is your eyesight good, Leon? I mean, how well can you see?" Fang Zhen asked.
"My eyesight is good. You could even say it's excellent," Leon replied.
"And are you an honest person?" Fang Zhen asked.
Leon's face flushed. "Sir, are you suggesting I'm dishonest?"
"I never lie. I'm an honest person."
Fang Zhen nodded.
"I'm not questioning your honesty. Now, look at the top of that hill over there—the one that leads to what you call the Dark Forest."
"Tell me what you see. Is there anything unusual?" Fang Zhen asked.
Fang Zhen pointed toward the distant hill.
