Ming Dynasty, inside a house.
A handsome young man wearing a blouse and holding a paper fan stood under a peach tree.
Next to this young man, stood a teenager.
The teenager dressed in white.
His eyes were indifferent.
"Sir, do you really want to leave today?" The young man clutched the paper fan and looked at the falling peach blossoms, his voice was very low.
The teenager looked very uncaring. After he opened his mouth, he said softly, "En."
The young man's body trembled slightly, "Sir! Everything that this Lowly One has learned was priceless, and it was impossible without Sir's help. I don't know when I can see Sir again, but at this moment, I have something to ask for!"
"What's the matter?" The teenager was quiet for a second. He had an answer in his heart, but he still asked.
