"Come, let me teach you how to write."
...
"Right, you see, these three characters are your name, Yin Hongmei!"
Su Yunjin held Yin Hongmei's hand, teaching her how to write hand-by-hand while she stiffened, tears shimmering in her eyes for reasons unknown, but she masked her emotions, neither revealing nor shedding them, vanishing as quickly as they had appeared.
So it went until it was time to sleep.
Four maids slept in one room, the other three chattering away.
Especially the beautiful maid, Cuiju said, "Did you see? The master was so imposing today. I saw the master practicing martial arts today, and he lifted that huge stone block with just one hand."
"Of course, don't you know who our master is? He is the Fifth Master from the Fishing Guild, the Young Master of the White Tiger Hall, and he will own the White Tiger Hall in the future."
"Wow, the Young Master of the White Tiger Hall, that's really majestic."
