"What?"
"Miss Lin?"
The gatekeeper was taken aback at first. Then, without a second thought, he waved his hand and blurted out:
"Absurd!"
"You've brought it to the wrong place!"
"How could there be a Miss Lin in Rongguo Mansion? All the young ladies in our household, from the Old Madam's rooms to the various branches and courtyards, are proper members of the Jia family!"
"You delivery fellow, I've never seen you around. You must not know the way and have brought it to the wrong estate, haven't you?"
"Listen, I think Lin Manor is over that way. Fly another two or three hundred miles and you should be there. That's where Minister Lin lives!"
Having said that, he waved his hands repeatedly, wearing an expression that said, "You've definitely got it wrong," and prepared to send the courier on his way.
"Wrong?"
The delivery boy was taken aback by what the gatekeeper said. Though he had great confidence in his memory, he still instinctively glanced down at the address on the package in his hands and checked it line by line.
Before long, he looked up and protested:
"There's no way I brought it to the wrong place!"
"Come take a look for yourself. It's written plain as day!"
As he spoke, he turned the package to show the gatekeeper, gesturing for him to come closer and inspect the small, clearly written address, which was stamped with spiritual energy.
"Look!"
"'Divine Capital, Beyond the Thirtieth Heaven, Jia-Shen District, Ningrong Ward, Imperial Rongguo Immortal Estate, to be opened by Miss Lin Daiyu'!"
"See? How could that be wrong?"
The delivery boy wasn't new to this job. Making such a basic mistake as misreading an address was simply impossible, especially with a package like this, specially delivered at the Divine Capital