Ximen Bei hadn't wanted to bother, but the knocking continued in a steady, rhythmic pattern.
The person outside clearly had no intention of leaving.
"Who goes there? Are you afflicted with some eye ailment? Did you not see the sign on my door?"
Ximen Bei called out in a low voice.
"My young master has heard that Mr. Ximen Bei is a man of vast learning and immense talent. He has sent me with a humble gift, hoping you might grant him the honor of a meeting."
"I am refusing all visitors today!"
'If he were still poor, that door would have swung right open. Who would turn their nose up at money?'
