Squinting, Ye Yu saw a beardless and pale scholarly-looking man dressed in a long blue robe. He looked refined and was carrying a black sack into the house. The man in blue did not light a fire. He dumped the thing in the sack onto the bed. It was a twelve-year-old girl.
She was chubby. Her skin was white and tender, and she wore a pink coat that was short and lined. She carried a small golden lock with her and was likely a Young Miss from a wealthy family.
"Hmph, you stupid commoners, do you really think that a post on the Imperial News Board will stop my practice? How ridiculous," the Sorcerer sneered.
