Visitor from the Past

"Uncle-Master, please enjoy the tea."

Er Ya laid out the tea, fruits, and melons on the stone table, the fragrance wafting through the air, clearly meticulously prepared.

Lu Yao stared at her with an odd expression, sizing up the girl. Petite and delicate, eliciting compassion at a glance, she hardly resembled the "Asura Fairy."

Er Ya seemed to sense something and glanced up at the newspaper in Lu Yao's hand, then lowered her head in bashful embarrassment and said,

"Those bad people slandered Uncle-Master... that's why I..."

Then, she grew a bit worried, "Uncle-Master, are you blaming me?"

Lu Yao immediately smiled and said, "How could I? In one fell swoop, you've exposed over a dozen newspapers infiltrated by Izumo. You've done a great service."

With that, Er Ya breathed a sigh of relief and beamed at Lu Yao, as bright as a lotus flower after morning dew.