At that time, Mother Meng had just gotten up to go to the kitchen to serve soup. In her absence, Hua Xiaomai took the opportunity to tug at Meng Yuhuai's sleeve, grinning as she begged him to fetch her another piece of fish.
Meng Yuhuai actually picked a tender piece from the belly of the fish, removed the bones, and fed it into her mouth; before he could even withdraw his chopsticks, footsteps had already rushed to the courtyard entrance, sounding quite flustered.
An Escort Master, who carried various valuables and traveled frequently, was required to have skills such as observing in all directions and listening attentively...In an exaggerated sense, if one had exceptional abilities, one could differentiate the intentions of the coming person by the sound of their footsteps, even through a boarding house door.
The footsteps, arriving hastily on horseback, sounded too rushed. Could it be that something had happened at the Escort Agency?
