The old man was holding a brightly colored, tattered cloth bundle in his arms, which looked particularly ancient and didn't match the good quality of the clothes he was wearing at all.
Suddenly seeing such an old man sitting at her front door, Xu Niannian was stunned for quite a long time.
Elder Master Jin, seeing Xu Niannian, was equally stunned for quite a long time.
This was his house, right?
Had he taken the wrong turn? Or was his memory failing him again?
The old master's whiskers bristled, what was he to do now?
Angered by that unfilial descendant, Elder Master Jin had come to Nancheng in a huff, and it took him a long time to find this place following the route in his memory.
Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly realized he didn't have the keys; he had long since thrown them to that unfilial descendant.
It wasn't that he couldn't climb over the wall to get in, it was just that an old man like him climbing walls would be a disgrace to the Jin Family's reputation.