Liu Yan Chang saw a clear spring beside the fields. He swallowed, his throat parched, and after thinking it over several times, decided to go take a look!
"Pardon me!"
"I wonder if anyone lives here... There must be, with vegetables growing so lushly."
Muttering to himself, he approached the fields and called out, "Is anyone here?"
"Anyone?"
"..."
Liu Yan Chang called several times, but no one answered.
He had struggled all the way up Mount Hua and could hardly bear his thirst, so he took out some money and placed it beside the spring. He bent down to scoop up some water, but just then, the door of the Wooden House ahead creaked open, and a woman dressed in white stepped out.
"Who are you?"
Yang Chan's gaze fell on Liu Yan Chang, and her brows drew together slightly.
Liu Yan Chang's pupils contracted. He hurriedly stood and clasped his hands.
"This humble scholar is Liu Yan Chang. Greetings, Young Lady! I was passing through the mountains and was terribly thirsty, so I hoped to buy some water. I beg you not to take offense."
He spoke in a refined manner. Yang Chan listened and nodded gently. "It's fine. Drink your fill. I don't want your money."
"No, no..."
Liu Yan Chang shook his head. "I must pay!"
At that, Yang Chan couldn't help raising an eyebrow.
She watched Liu Yan Chang drink, then carefully dry the coins he had placed by the spring. He came over and offered them to Yang Chan.
"Young Lady, please accept these."
"It isn't much, but please take it."
Yang Chan looked at the coins in Liu Yan Chang's hand. After a moment, she nodded.
"Very well!"
With a wave of her hand, she collected the coins.
The display startled Liu Yan