A crew-cut man grabbed the short man, "Open your damn eyes and see who is standing in front of you!"
The short figure struggled to open his tiny eyes, swollen until only a slit remained.
The middle-aged man before him was severe and unsmiling, his face exuding authority.
He looked like a local lord, a high-ranking personage of no mean status.
But still, he honestly couldn't recognize who this exalted person might be.
The short figure wanted to shake his head but feared being hit.
At that moment, A'niu behind him let out a hearty laugh.
He stepped forward and gave the middle-aged man a big hug.
"Mr. Ye, what brings you here?"
That's right, the man before them was none other than Ye Ruoxue's nephew, Mr. Ye.
Mr. Ye chuckled, "Well, my aunt ordered me to check on you, to see if you're having such a good time that you've forgotten to return to Capital City."
Indeed, A'niu had been out for quite a while and seemed to have not made any contact with Capital City.