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While Fu Hanwen was helping out in the kitchen tending to the fire, Butler Qiao came in to report, "Young Master Fu, that person is here again."
Fu Hanwen threw the firewood in his hands into the stove, stood up, patted the ashes off his clothes, told his wife he would be right back, and then walked out of the kitchen.
As soon as he entered the main hall, Fu Hanwen saw a butler-looking man, around fifty years of age, sitting there sipping tea. Upon seeing him come in, the man hurriedly set down his teacup and stood up, his face lighting up with excitement as he sized him up.
There seemed to be a moment of stunned recognition as the man clearly saw Fu Hanwen's face, but then his eyes heatedly fixated on him as he snapped out of it.
A contemplative flash crossed the depths of Fu Hanwen's eyes before he slightly pursed his lips.
