The butler paid him no mind, brushing him off. "The master has been unwell recently and isn't seeing visitors. Kid, you should go on back where you came from!"
The moment he finished speaking, the butler turned and slammed the main gate shut.
Li Chang'an frowned and knocked again.
The butler, growing impatient, grumbled, "Why won't you listen, kid?"
Li Chang'an held out some silver coins.
The butler weighed the silver coins in his palm. His tone softened slightly as he said, "I'm not lying to you. The master was injured recently and isn't seeing outsiders. If you don't believe me, go ask around on the street!"
Li Chang'an knew the butler wasn't lying.
For some reason, the Martial Champion Scholar, Cao Shu, had offended a group of Jianghu fighters a few days ago. They had ambushed him on the road while he was out drinking.
Although Cao Shu had managed to escape thanks to his formidable skills, he was seriously injured in the process.
