After listening, Mo Qingze felt even more that the young man's character was remarkable, and he became a few degrees more satisfied. He then said to Mo Yan, "There are new clothes in my cabinet; take Master Shen over to change first. Hurry and get the ointment, Yanyan."
Before Mo Yan could respond, Shen Ji had already guessed her identity and preempted her with a bow: "My thanks to Miss Mo!"
At this time, he was unaware of Mo Qingze's intentions, nor did he know that Mo Yan had been conferred the title of County Lord, so his bow was merely the common hand-clasped greeting.
Shen Ji's temperament was strikingly similar to Mo Qingze's, and seeing as he had been injured while performing a righteous act, Mo Yan's impression of him was quite favorable. Consequently, her smile held a trace of genuine warmth as she returned his bow.
Just as she was about to turn and retrieve the ointment from inside the house, several carriages arrived, bearing Mo Qingze's respected former teachers.