The old man finally reacted, looked up at the servant boy, bewildered: "Ah...!"
The servant boy looked at the old man: "Old Master, what's wrong with you?"
"N-nothing." The old man appeared lost and devastated, his face turned extremely pale, and his hand holding the letter shook incessantly, as if struck by some shock.
"Knock knock...!"
At this moment, there was a knocking at the door...
"Sir, sir, are you up?" It turned out to be the inn's attendant bringing washbasin and breakfast.
"Eh, coming!"
The servant boy's eyes lit up when he heard this, disregarding whatever was happening, as nothing was more important than food. After filling his stomach, everything else could wait.
He scrambled to open the door.
The attendant set the breakfast on the table, placed the washbasin tools aside, instructed them to let him know when they were done, and then left.
