Joy of Life
A family inclined to kindness and charity would grace the descendants. Thanks to one small act of kindness, by providence she comes across a grateful friend; Fortunate that her mother, has done an unperceived good deed…. Men should rescue the distressed and aid the poor… Who would have guessed that kindness in this world ultimately would be the road that one must choose, that proverbial fork in the road? Clouds of rain float on eastern winds as new vines start to blossom. Though drums of war roar too loudly and their brilliance has been lost, a green grass carpet greets the sun by the break of morning. Let us wait for the yellow leaves, a few gourds are harvested.
Old Shopkeeper
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The master kneeled on the floor. His face flushed red, then white. Hearing the words "Ye family," he remembered the true identity of the person in front of him. A strand of memory hidden for many years gradually rose. He felt ashamed, angry, and scared. The feelings of shame were easiest to understand. After all, back then he was nothing more than a homeless beggar on the streets. To be where he was today, it was all because of the Ye family and what the mistress of the Ye family taught people like him.
As for the anger and fear, it came from his natural reactions—a kind of shame and anger after being completely stripped by others. Remembering that the imperial envoy was a descendant of the Ye family, he was afraid the other party already knew everything in his brain. If so, how would he use them to threaten him? Fan Xian had already beheaded master Xiao. Did he think himself better than that?