Having paid the employment fees, Nie Yan noticed a crippled old man slowly walking in his direction.
The moment this old man entered his vision, he heaved a sigh of relief as this was indeed him!
“Milord, I am Insei Rais. My family and I would like to express our deepest gratitude for employing my humble self.” Wrinkles covered his face, and his skin was as withered as an old tree bark. In addition to his crippled leg, it was quite difficult to praise him in any way.
Insei Rais has family members? Hmm, now that I think about it… that actually makes sense.
