The young master was even more disappointed.
Upon hearing this, the slightly older man immediately laughed, bending over and leaning close to the young master, "Young Master, as you've heard, Young Master Xia isn't here. We should hurry back to avoid worrying Madam..."
"Not going back!" The young master huffed stubbornly, plonking himself on a nearby stool and, like a little adult, tapped on the table, "Xiao Hanzi, pour some tea."
"Right away, Young Master!" The younger lad immediately scurried to pour a cup of tea for the young master.
Only when this lad spoke did Shopkeeper Liu realize that his voice was, just like the old man's, shrill and unisex.
This ambiguous voice, coupled with the old man's fair and clean face, sparked a thought in Shopkeeper Liu's mind that struck him like a blow.
If his guess was correct, then the background of this young master...
