Yang Fan suddenly found himself as if he had turned a corner and stumbled upon a new village amidst the dark willows and bright flowers.
Listening to Lady Liu talking to herself, he felt very unreal, as if he was dreaming.
"Senior, I'm already immensely grateful for your forgiveness of my impudence; how could I dare to accept your belongings? Please take them back... um, take them back," Yang Fan said.
After all, she was an individual from hundreds of years ago, so he tried to speak in a more archaic tone.
But his vocabulary was limited and halfway through, he found himself at a loss for words.
Lady Liu watched Yang Fan's embarrassed state and smiled lightly, saying, "It's true that speaking frankly can be hurtful, but you should understand that my help is solely out of respect for your Grandmaster."
