In the evening, Li Yan bid farewell to Wang Sheng, while on the other side, Chai Xuan, the Supervisor of the Tea Horse Department, felt refreshed and spirited, as if the ill fortune of the entire day had been swept away.
"Mr. Hu is truly a master. By saving my horses, you've practically saved my life. I can't thank you enough. If you ever need anything, just say the word, and although I can't promise the world, I still have some influence in official matters," Chai Xuan, his face flushed with drink, slurred his promises at the dinner table.
Mr. Hu San smiled faintly: "I've grown accustomed to a leisurely life, and worldly power and wealth do not interest me. Meeting with Director Chai is kismet. If Director Chai truly wishes to thank me, this meal will suffice."
"How can this little banquet represent my gratitude? Liu Zi, go to the cabin and get two sealed jars of wine."
