An elderly woman with silver hair and sumptuous clothes walked in.
She was Old Madam Yan of the Duke of Southern State's Residence.
Everyone rose to offer their congratulations.
Supported by her two sons, Old Madam Yan looked radiant.
"Sorry for the trouble, everyone, remembering an old woman like me."
Everyone laughed, each trying to amuse her.
The old madam smiled from ear to ear. Before she could sit down,
Yan Jingyang said, "Grandmother, Yan Shisan has something important he insists on reporting to you."
Yan Shisan frowned slightly.
He had just been hesitating, fearing it would be inappropriate to speak on this occasion.
The old madam already disliked him.
He had never expected Yan Jingyang to seize the initiative.
The old madam had been beaming, but upon hearing Yan Shisan's name,
her smile froze for half a second, and she glanced at her second son, Yan Qi, beside her.
Yan Qi looked somewhat embarrassed.
Yan Shisan was like a fishbone lodged in his throat.
He could neither swallow it nor spit it out. It was terribly uncomfortable.
On such a wonderful day, he just had to come and spoil things.
"Whatever it is, say it later!" Yan Qi said.
Yan Jingyang fanned the flames. "Shisan said it was important and absolutely had to be said."
Yan Shisan's expression remained unchanged.
Those words had undoubtedly put him over a fire to roast. If he failed to say anything important,
or if that blind erhu player was a fraud,
he would probably be punished again.
The old madam waved a hand. "Shisan, what is it?"
Yan Shisan stepped forward and drew a light breath.
"Grandmother, someone outside requests an audience."
"Who?"
"A... gentleman who plays the erhu."
A blind man?
Yan Jingyang frowned, immediately thinking of the blind man who had