Having been at Spikenard Square for so long, she'd actually become capable enough to manage things on her own. Had it not been the case, Nan Feng wouldn't have entrusted her with managing the shop alone.
The horse cart had a curtain at the front. As Yetu was driving, Nan Feng lifted the curtain to look at him, turning from a mature and experienced owner into a curious girl within moments.
"Don't you feel uncomfortable wearing this mask every day?"
"I've gotten used to it."
"I honestly can't tell that this face isn't yours at all. Who is the master of disguise you spoke of who is very skilled?"
"He's a man of the Jianghu, his last name is Dao, he comes and goes like a ghost, this man is hard to find," Yetu explained.
"Then how did you find him?" Nan Feng started to become curious about things relating to the Jianghu.
"It's a bit terrifying, are you sure you want to hear?" asked Yetu.
