Lin Jin observed his surroundings. The main hall was lined with intricate decorations like sophisticated calligraphy and paintings on the walls. There was a guzheng on one side, a chess game on the table, and a shelf filled with books and scrolls.
There was incense burning in a copper burner and the fragrance that it emitted calmed the mind.
Soon, he heard footsteps and He Qing emerged from the hall. She scanned Lin Jin from head-to-toe.
"He's so young. To think a gallant man like Uncle Lu would be that easily deceived! Oh well, I guess his age must be catching up to him," He Qing said to herself before turning to Lin Jin. "It appears that Uncle Lu has faith in you, but I don't. I'm gonna be honest with you mister. If you can't cure my sister, I won't even give you a single coin."
She was obviously under the assumption that Lin Jin was some sort of con artist.
Just then, Lu Bin came out. "Seventh Princess, please mind your manners."
