Although Lin Zhenhua is well into his seventies, considered to be in the final stage of life.
But his physical condition has always been well maintained, and his voice is quite strong.
Plus, there was hardly anyone moving in the hallway at the moment, the space was also very narrow, and sound traveled easily.
Therefore, after those words were spoken.
The slightly noisy conversation inside the room suddenly quieted down.
A few seconds later.
The half-opened door was pushed open from inside.
A small old man in his sixties poked his head out.
This person had some graying hair and wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. Upon seeing Lin Zhenhua, he immediately brightened up:
"Old Lin?"
Lin Zhenhua finished the remaining few steps of the staircase and nodded at him with a smile:
"Yes, I happened to be passing through Yong City, so I came to see you."
Then he gestured to Xu Yun:
"Let me introduce, this is a younger friend of mine, named Xu Yun, from Lu Prefecture."
