Sun Chuan Xue gasped, "Hiss! I'll go now, right now, okay? You'd better let go of me."
Liu Qinghao realized he had been overly excited, and quickly let go, looking pleadingly at his brother-in-law.
Sun Chuan Xue had no choice but to comfort him, signaled for the ox-cart driver and gave him an address.
Before long, the ox-cart leisurely arrived at a manor's entrance.
This manor looked no different from the other farms in the area. If Sun Chuan Xue hadn't brought Liu Qinghao here, he would never imagine that this place was selling high-yield grain seeds.
There was no guard at the farm. Once inside, following the earthen path down the middle, they crossed between houses of varying heights, and very soon, the ox-cart brought them to an unremarkable house.
Sun Chuan Xue, escorting Liu Qinghao off the cart, walked over and rhythmically knocked on the door: "Knock~knock, knock~knock, knock, knock~"
