"Oh no, no, don't worry- this old man didn't see anything. I promise." he said, backing away slowly as Song Yongrui approached him.
Of course, anyone who saw Song Yongrui, dressed from head to toe in black, would feel threatened and maybe even scared of him. Heavenly doctor Tang was definitely scared.
Well, I can't blame him for that.
Song Yongrui was dressed like an evil warrior. The sword that hung on his waist was the only thing reflecting light in the darkness of the night. The glint of that sword spoke louder than anything Bai Jingfei could possibly say to comfort heavenly doctor Tang.
Bai Jingfei had no clue who this old man was, but she knew he was someone important.
His clothes were made of fine muslin, white and embroidered with subtle but high quality patterns. The horse behind him was a tall and sturdy looking one. And most importantly it was a pretty looking horse.
