The Central Governor understood him, patted him on the shoulder, and consoled, "Old Yuan, there's nothing much we can do about it, the Emperor won't be leaving for another hour, if you're lucky, you might still get to see him."
It started as consolation, but then it took a different turn.
Ye Yuan: ...
Ye Zhi stepped forward, hiding behind her father, her small body poking out halfway, looking at the tall, strong man with a two-pronged mustache in front of her, and asked, "Dad, who is this?"
Father Ye introduced with ease, "Come, Ah Zhi, let me introduce you, he's a colleague of mine, named Gu Ping, you can call him Uncle Ping."
He gestured to his son behind him, indicating for him to come over: "Come, Lin'er hasn't seen Uncle Ping in a long time either, come greet him."
Ye Lin, who was named, had a twitch at the corner of his mouth.
Could he refuse?
In the end, he walked over and politely said, "Uncle Ping..."
