Faced with the concern in Xiao Yi Xian's eyes, Xiao Lin said nothing. He simply left.
He had an idea in mind, but he clearly wanted to observe her for a few more days.
"Hey, what's with that old man?"
Xiao Lin had left without a word of thanks. Xiao Yi Xian did not mind, but Xiao Yu, a young clerk at the Myriad Medicine Pavilion, was rather displeased.
"Let it go, Xiao Yu. That old gentleman clearly has his difficulties. If he comes again, just let me know. I'll prepare food for him."
For some inexplicable reason, Xiao Yi Xian felt that something about the old man had been off.
But she could not work out what it was.
That was why she had said those things to Xiao Yu.
"He's coming back? That... All right, I understand, Xiao Yi Xian."
Xiao Yu had been about to swear, but when Xiao Yi Xian turned her gentle gaze on him, he swallowed the words by force.
After that, both Xiao Yi Xian and Xiao Yu went back to their work.
Little did Xiao Yu know what a tremendous opportunity he had missed that day.
But he could not be blamed for it.
He had simply reacted as any ordinary person would.
Opportunities, though, were reserved for those with whom fate had formed a bond. Ordinary people were not so lucky.
The next day, Xiao Lin appeared at the entrance to the Myriad Medicine Pavilion again.
Once more, he asked for food and water.
The moment Xiao Yu saw him, his brows drew together.
He had not imagined anyone could be so thick-skinned.
The man had come begging for food and water two days in a row.
He's perfectly healthy. Why can't he work for what he eats?
Xiao Yu wanted