The man appeared to be in his forties, with a resolute and masculine face, gray-brown hair, and not tall in stature.
He was simply dressed, neither resembling a eunuch from the palace nor seeming like a servant of some noble minister. He appeared to be a flower farmer overseeing this piece of medicine field.
Upon seeing Yun Sheng, a hint of amazement flashed in the man's eyes.
But that was all; shortly, the amazement faded from his eyes.
Yun Sheng noticed this subtly, without betraying any emotion.
"Master, why do you say so?" Yun Sheng looked around.
"Miss, it must be your first time attending the azalea banquet, no wonder you don't know the history of this medicine field and Taiyang Palace," the middle-aged flower farmer said seriously, turning over the soil of the field.
"What does this medicine field have to do with the azalea banquet?" Yun Sheng asked, puzzled.
