"The foolish boy sure was lucky..."
Seeing that the pearl-like young lady had agreed to Hu Ma's request, the old shopkeeper chuckled softly, gave Hu Ma a look, and said, "But our young lady is kind-hearted. Since she has agreed to help you, it's your good fortune. So, tell us, what's going on?"
The porters nearby exchanged glances, finding the situation strange.
The Second Master, seeing this, couldn't help but feel a wave of worry. The distinguished person in the sedan chair, though unable to refuse Hu Ma this time, has clearly displeased the shopkeeper. I wonder if we'll face any difficulties when Grass Heart Hall comes to the village for herbal medicine.
Sigh, it can't be helped. Any other kid from the village wouldn't have acted so cluelessly.
Little Huma is just spoiled by Granny; he seems to think everyone ought to help him.
"I..." Hu Ma began, knowing this "foolish boy's luck" was bound to happen. He just pondered how best to explain the situation.
